Another
major thing that has been going on in my life is the process to have
kids. I say "process" because it is in fact a process, a very long one.
My husband and I are currently going through the process of gestational
surrogacy. That is when they take our embryo and implant it into our
gestational carrier, or surrogate. When it came to our talk about having
kids, which was well before we got married, we knew that it was not in
the cards for me. I cried. I was depressed, but I had work with the
cards I was dealt. My husband and I knew we wanted to try to have our
own kids and obviously, this was the only way. We both had long talks
with my doctors, nurses, and social worker about the risks, but I was
willing to take them... and so was my husband. I honestly feel like I'm
at my healthiest I've ever been so now would be the perfect time. There
was a catch to going through with surrogacy though, and that was to get
off of Tracleer. For those of you who don't know, one of Tracleer's main
side effects is birth defects. My doctor decided that I needed a
3-month wash out period so that Tracleer would no longer be in my system
at the time of egg stimulation. There haven't been any studies on the
effects of Tracleer on eggs, but there have been studies of the effects
of Tracleer on pregnant rats. So my doctor wanted to be safe and wanted
me to produce the healthiest eggs needed for fertilization. I wasn't
worried at all, but my doctors were a bit concerned. Of course they had
to be concerned, they're my doctors. Their exact words were "we are not
encouraging this, but if this is what you want to do, we fully support
you and will take whatever steps necessary to make sure this happens for
you." And honestly, that was exactly what I wanted to hear. Support
from my team of doctors is all I need to know that everything was going
to be OK.
My
husband and I are now at the point of looking for legal representation
and we're also waiting for our gestational carrier to be cleared of all
initial testing with our fertility doctor. Genetics testing has been
done, bloodwork, psychological and personality tests have been
performed, as well as physicals. I have been off of Tracleer for about 5
weeks now and I feel fine. The first week was hard. I thought I wasn't
going to be able to take being off of Tracleer, but I think my body just
needed time to adjust; it was definitely going though withdrawals,
though. I experienced a tight, heavy chest and minor palpitations, but
I'm not a stranger to these symptoms so I just took it easy and
continued to work. I'm completely fine now, and I'm still on Revatio and
Tyvaso.
Aside
from the PH race and surrogacy, I have also recently challenged myself
to snowboard with my husband in Lake Tahoe. I was scared at first
because the last time I visited Lake Tahoe I didn't do so well. The
elevation got to me, BUT at that time I was not on all the therapies I
am now. Honestly, this time I was real nervous and still skeptical. I
even had second thoughts about actually trying to snowboard so I had my
husband hold off on buying me a lift ticket. I sat and waited in the
cafeteria until it was time to do my next session of Tyvaso. When my
husband came to check up on me after he did a few runs, I just said
"alright, let's go!" I figured that if I came here with the intent to
TRY, I might as well TRY. I felt fine, nothing was really holding me
back except fear. We ended up snowboarding for about 5 hours. I had more
than a few good spills, but I got the hang of it and I think I have a
new found love of snowboarding!
Sometimes
I feel guilty about sharing my experiences, only because I know there
are newly diagnosed patients out there who are feeling horrible. I
remember being newly diagnosed and attending a support group with a
couple of patients who were doing so well. For some reason, it made me
feel worse because there they were living life and here I was thinking
mine was ending. However, I want all of you to know that it took me
almost 12 years to feel this way. It wasn't an easy battle, either.
Please know that I'm active because my body is at the point where it's
allowing me to be active. I don't feel crappy and try to push myself to
do these things. I also want all of you to know that challenging
yourself, even just a little, will give you hope. Don't ever be scared
to get off of oxygen, or go for a walk, or get out of bed, even. Give
yourself a new challenge everyday, it doesn't even have to be physical,
but if your body doesn't allow it then at least you know your limits.
Don't ever give up on yourself, keep PHighting! And always remember, you
don't live with PH... PH lives with YOU.
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