November 6, 2010

RESOLVE of New England Annual Conference Live Blog!

I'm blogging live today from the RESOLVE of New England Annual Conference in Marlborough, MA. Stay tuned for updates throughout the day - make sure to hit F5/Refresh! Newest updates at the top of this post.


5:15pm - Alrighty, we're out. Full recap post tomorrow. Thanks for following along for this live blog!

5:08pm - Wow. What a day. Just waiting for Larry to come back with his Room Monitor Sheet from the For Men Only Ask the Expert Session.

4:27pm - Helping to tally up the Room Monitor sheets... so far, the morning sessions were really well attended! Great to see folks dropping off evals on their way out, but I hope folks are heading to the Ask the Experts sessions! It's nice to sit at the main table and answer questions for folks. Also? If I haven't mentioned this already? Everyone is super friendly- presenters, exhibitors, volunteers, and attendees. A very safe space indeed for folks at every stage of their journey. Hm, probably should have mentioned that at the beginning of the day :)

4:00pm - Talking about known donors: there's not a lot written about it right now, and that's an indicator of how well they work. All in all, this is a really great session. Have to scoot... I'm working as the Room Monitor Captain for the Ask the Experts Panels at 4:20pm!

3:53pm - Amazing analogy that cracked up the group re: explaining conception to young children -  Conception equals three ingredients: ovum, sperm, uterus. PB&J sandwiches equals three ingredients: PB, J, and bread. If you're out of PB, you don't replace it with mustard because it's the same color. So, kids as young as 4 and 5 can begin to understand the basics of using donor gametes in their conception. Fair enough. Now I want a PB&J sandwich.

3:50pm - Nancy raises an excellent point about revealing donor gamete status. We must ask ourselves: "This is my child's information. If I share this information with others, will it help or hurt my child?" Ultimately, it all comes back to your child.

3:48pm - Members of the audience agree: sharing your stories with others is a good thing. The panelists talk about creating A and B teams - who are the people who can truly support you, and you might find that one person can shift from A to B, based on life circumstances. Your best girlfriend who is your strongest A team member becomes pregnant, and now you can't relate on the same way. She moves to the B team, but she's still your support, just in a more removed way. It's nice to hear other people share that when they've opened up to others they've gotten a flood of support.

3:41pm - Best statement of the conference, from the male panelist: "There's a lot of ways you can cope, but the one thing you learn through these opportunities is, you are not alone." Good lord is that true. That folks, is why I'm blogging and advocating and volunteering. We are not alone.

3:34pm - Lynn: The whole process feels very overwhelming at the start and you're just freshmen now, but you'll be sophomores soon. It'll all make sense soon. The first panelist makes a great counterpoint: it's okay if you're not able to get to that stage, or not able to be comfortable about going to that next step. Refreshing viewpoint!

3:28pm - Nancy: "Parenting is really flying by the seat of your pants." Totally rings of Melissa's keynote speech from this morning about "Just wing it."

3:22pm - Amazing statement from the previous panelist's husband: after 2 failed IVFs, they looked at their doctor and asked, "Why should we do this?" Their doctor's response: "Because one of those eggs could be your baby." And one of those eggs became their daughter. He also spoke beautifully about how much he wanted to see his wife pregnant, to spoon in the middle of the night, feel that big round belly and feel the baby move. "There's nothing like that in the world." First of all, totally never expected to hear this from a guy, so well said. Secondly - wow. Just... wow. It's so relieving to hear someone else express the desire to be a part of that pregnancy experience, as either mother or father. Just beautiful and really moving - lots of sniffles behind me in the audience.

3:13pm - Another panelist shares the very painful recollection of when her RE told her that she was not a candidate for IVF because of her age, despite being otherwise healthy. "It was a long process to try to work through that." She discusses weighing adoption vs. egg donation and went through the loss. Ultimately, the decision for egg donor won because experiencing the pregnancy was important to she and her husband, as well as having control over the health of the child as opposed to the lack of control over maternal health via adoption. Man, this is really stirring up some emotions for me. I hate the idea of feeling selfish for wanting to experience pregnancy.

3:08pm - Awesome comment from one of the parent panelists: when she was telling her 11 year old son that she was speaking at the conference today about donor egg and donor sperm, he told her: "You should bring me in as an example, mom!"

3:05pm - Nancy Docktor and Lynn Nichols, both consultants (private practice and BostonIVF respectively) open things up with our panel of parents who have been through donor gametes.

2:59pm - Waiting for Donor Egg & Donor Sperm: Asking the Tough Questions to begin. Interestingly enough, after talking with Larry today... if we had the chance to conceive with my eggs, we'd go for it. This opens up an interesting can of worms for later, but I'll get into that in a separate post.

2:02pm - Taking a break from the sessions to check out the exhibitors. Lots of candy to give away, as well as neat swag (props to Harvard Vanguard for the pillbox keychain!) and of course, tons of great information. Also great to see Joanne from Circle+Bloom. And I had a wonderful conversation with Davina - apparently she LOVES her doc... who just happens to be the person I'm seeing next week for my second opinion. Very comforting to talk with her about her experience, as I'm nervous about the possibilities.

1:07pm - So... I just got a Volunteer Award. Um, seriously not expecting this and TOTALLY flattered and humbled. Thanks RNE ladies! Y'all rock! (And props to Lee Collins, Terri Davidson, Amy Demma, and Sandy O'Keefe for their Volunteer Awards as well!)

12:57pm - RNE Board Member and Advocacy Director Davina Fankhauser is giving out RNE's Advocacy Awards to our corporate sponsors who helped to get the Infertility Mandate updated in MA. Recipients (in alpha order): BostonIVF, Brigham & Women's, Mass General Hospital, Reproductive Science Center (and specifically Dr. Samuel Peng), and Village Pharmacy. Davina has also announced a celebration of Family Building legislation at the MA State House on Wednesday, Dec. 15th from 2-3pm.

12:15pm - Really informative session. Learned a lot about the legality and the ways in which embryo donation programs vary throughout the country. Now, time for lunch! My tummy is a rumblin'.

11:58am - Susan: Virtually all states have statutes regarding sperm donation: children created through donor sperm are the children of the recipient couple. 9 states have statutes expanding this to include both egg and embryo donation. Sadly, MA is not one of these states. Only GA and FL have laws with specific terminology regarding embryo adoption. She recommends a "belt and suspenders" approach just to make sure that your family is protected by the law, and that means approaching a judge in those 41 other states and going through the procedure to adopt your own child. An almost absurd approach, but it's the safest and broadest protection to the legality of your family and ultimately, it's a bunch of paperwork more than it is from the traditional adoption approach.

11:49am - Amy: While it's legally complex, the legality should not be a deterrent if embryo donation is the right path to family building for you. Susan: Even with known donors, get a contract. Sometimes this can even be a screening tool if someone you know isn't willing to do a contract, this might send out a red flag for the eventual legality of your future family.

11:45am - Susan: Many couples who do IVF are willing to check off the "donate my leftover embryos" prior to achieving parenthood but often change their mind after the fact when they realize that there is the potential for their children to have genetically-related siblings out there in the world. A great discussion going on about consent.

11:40am - An overview of the process: 1) Find embryos. 2) Get them screened (look up IVF records, have donors and recipients screened). 3) Homestudy - are you suitable recipients per the standards of the donation agency? And those standards vary greatly across the map. 4) Medical protocol for the transfer itself. From a mental health professional in the audience: how much does the recipient family get to know about the donor? It varies from program to program. All of the donations that Amy has been a part of have been known. The point is raised that the mental health issues that face adoptive parents are nearly the same for embryo donation recipients.

11:33am - To the African-American woman earlier: don't be discouraged as there ARE options- there are donors and embryos to be found, but just requires some digging. Amy has some great resources to refer to her.

11:28am - Just learned about PGD (Pre-implantation genetic diagnosis). Mind. BLOWN. You can take 1 cell from an 8-cell embryo and run it through hundreds of genetic tests and then you can STILL grow a healthy embryo from the remaining 7 cells. WHUT.

11:25am - Interesting screening issue: donor couple needs to be screened, but if the embryo was conceived using donor gametes, then those donors need to be screened. This of course, varies by clinic, but an important point to consider.

11:21am - "The first place you should start looking for embryo donation programs is with your own clinic." - Amy Demma. The list she started with just two years ago has grown extensively. A large portion of programs have been faith-based, but they have been expanding, as Amy's noted in a really fantastic handout packet.

11:13am - Important distinction: embryo donation is the proper term as legally, embryo "adoption" means that you don't have legal ownership of the child you've carried for 9 months until 4 days after its born (in MA, at least). A small distinction, but a legally important one. Terminology, as I've been learning in our IF journey, is vitally important. Other key definition: embryo donation is a frozen egg that has been fertilized. From a personal perspective, it's where adoption and donor egg/sperm meet. Neat.

11:07am - Survey of the room: some MA couples, 2 folks from NY, and 1 couple from NH. Important to know since laws vary from state to state. Speakers are lawyers Susan Cocklin and Amy Demma, both area lawyers specializing in infertility law.

10:57am - Waiting for the Embryo Donation session to start. Looking forward to getting some more information about a subject about which I don't really have much knowledge. Interesting side-conversation overhead: an African-American woman expresses concerns that her clinic does have embryo donation, but no African-American embryos. A point I would have never considered; even though I'm half-Japanese, I have the luxury of being able to "pass" as "white." That's why ladies like Broken Brown Egg are a vital voice in this community: the African-American perspective on infertility is often forgotten about. Whoa, got off topic here. More updates soon with the latest info re: embryo donation.


10:34am - See! I met Melissa. Here's photographic evidence :) Also, what a great conversation - everything from blogging and book writing to "the ribbon cross lady on the plane." Oh, I do hope she blogs about her b/c that was a hysterical story. Time to head off to the volunteer table - first volunteer assignment of the day coming up: being room monitor for the Embryo Donation session.


10:04am - Chatting with Melissa Ford. She is one cool lady! Discussing the virtues of self-hosting my blog.

9:07am - My husband just called me the "Infertility Engadget" with this liveblog. I'm touched and flattered. Also, the conference Twitter hashtag is #RNE10.

9:04am - Q: Is there a clearinghouse of correct information? A: Go with your gut. Case in point? The multiple times Melissa has received advice to rub yam cream on herself. Yam cream?! Wow. She also addresses the Robutussin lore: may not be scientifically backed up, but we hear about it everywhere. Ultimately? Take it back to your doctor.

8:59am - Exciting! We're opening up for question & answers. Q: Are their blogs for men? Sure ARE! (Looking for them? You can check out some of them here under "The Elusive Male Point of View."). Oh, PS? We need more male voices out there.

Q: "Can you blog anonymously?" A: Absolutely - and if you do choose to reveal your identity, great advice - don't name your doctor, don't name your clinic. (Note to self: I'm going to go back and delete some stuff.) Referencing the Justin Long fiasco. You can also "come out" on your own terms, and when you're ready.

8:54am - "Go online and find your virtual tribe." Great point about the ways in which we seek support. "Go home and start a blog." Wow, so true - that's exactly how I got started, and I know so many of you did too! Shoutout for the ALI Blogroll. "And while support won't cure infertility, it will give you refuge."

8:53am - "The only way out of infertility is through infertility."

8:52am - Best advice for life, received from her dear friend Carla when Melissa forgot the notes to her first book reading: "Just wing it." Life doesn't always go according to plan, and that pausing from life isn't an option. Don't stop living - we can't let infertility take away from living our lives. "Just wing it" is the anti-"just relax."

8:48am - "When the losses are that small that they can be hidden, what right do I have to mourn deeply?" Melissa reflects about the loss of Politics and Prose owner, Carla Cohen and ties it back to the journey of infertility. How do you share a silent experience with others?

8:45am - "Infertility: the news never comes at a good time." Um, truth sister. Sing it, Melissa!

8:41am - Lots of conference raffles... exciting! Also, here comes keynote speaker, Melissa Ford!

8:32am - Been here for a few minutes now, finally connected to the hotel WiFi AND I just met the Stirrup Queen herself, Melissa Ford! Exciting. Also, as far as I've heard - we're officially over the number of pre-registered attendees from last year... final numbers at the end of the day once we figure in walk-in attendees. Considering purchasing a 2nd copy of her book for her to sign since we still haven't unpacked our (21) boxes of books yet. Oops. Ahah, here come Rebecca Lubens, Executive Director of RESOLVE of New England and Melissa Ford... and here we go!

6:46am - And we're off! On the road to the Conference. Hope to arrive just past 8am.

November 5, 2010

Conference Tomorrow!

Woot! Annual Conference time.
I am WAY late to posting this today... took a sick day (serious tummy troubles) so I'm finally up and productive, now that I have to go to bed in an hour to get up early for the RESOLVE of New England Fertility Treatment, Donor Choices, and Adoption Conference tomorrow!

I'll be liveblogging the event tomorrow at the RNE Conference Tumblr blog here. I'll also try to do a liveblog post here. You'll have to hit F5/Refresh the main page here to see the latest post updates; I'll make sure to keep them at the top of the page. I'll also be posting on Twitter- make sure to follow me @miriamshope!

Sunday, expect a full detailed recap of Saturday's conference.



Other updates:

+ Walk-ins welcome for tomorrow's conference! Click for more info about the RESOLVE of New England Fertility Treatment, Donor Choices, and Adoption Conference! The Stirrup Queen herself, Melissa Ford, will be our keynote speaker!

+ Have you donated to my Fertile Fall Fundraiser yet? I've only raised $10 so far, and I've got $1990 to go! Who wants to help out this important cause?

November 4, 2010

"Dream a little dream of me."

Our minds do some strange things while we're asleep. Especially mine. I've been a vivid dreamer all of my life. To this day, I can remember images like movie stills from dreams as young as 5 and 6. I can also be a lucid dreamer, on the rare occasion. (I find the "hands" reality check to be the most effective way for me to determine if I'm lucid dreaming.)

Dreams feel real while we're in them. It's only when we wake up
that we realize something was actually strange. (INCEPTION)

My dreams are pretty epic. I never have the "Oh look at that funny purple cat," it's usually something Spielbergian in scope. If only there was some way to record all the potential blockbusting movies that play in my head nightly... oh wait, we may actually be getting closer to that possibility! For a more low-tech solution, I've kept dream journals for most of my life. I get these intense dreams when I'm worried about something, when I'm healthy and well-rested, and sometimes after intense events and stressors.

I also have recurring dream symbols and nightmares. I used to dream about tornados- dozens of them, and having to outrun them in a car. Sometimes I dream about bridges that climb into the sky for miles and become literally rail thin, or have a gap in the middle that I have to accelerate my car to make the jump. Sometimes I dream about my teeth breaking and falling out (a classic symbol about health concerns). I used to dream about being chased through familiar buildings when I was in high school. I even have a complete dream neighborhood that I could map out down to the street, based on my hometown neighborhood growing up; there's the residential section, a park (usually with a carnival), a boardwalk and beach, a school, a gas station, a municipal complex and two schools. And everything is always located in the same place in those dreams.

I know I mentioned I have complex, vivid, epic dreams. Take Tuesday night, for example. After Red Tent Temple, I dreamed about a lightning storm, two blond sisters named Alexa and Ivy, good-looking twin teenaged boys from outer space asleep in the guest bedroom of my parents' house, and throwing water balloons at a former student staff member of mine. TOTES made sense at the time, while I was asleep.

Some of my other crazy dreams:
  • Going shopping at Kmart with Anthony Bourdain and watching strange cloud formations in the sky with him.
  • Watching a nuclear bomb detonate and then fleeing from Nazi zombies in an old abandoned school bus in the deserted wasteland of D.C.
  • Speaking of D.C., helping the Obamas move into the White House and unpack.
  • Getting married in the parking lot of a McDonald's after the rabbi (who's played by a former colleague of mine) gets run over by an old hoopdie Buick driven by kids in Halloween masks.
  • Fighting off zombie robots (that is, robots that came out of the ground) at my college with my fellow RAs and campus police.
  • Fighting off zombie children on the Atlantic City Boardwalk and hiding in a museum that gets hit with a tidal wave.
  • Helping former President Bush (Jr.) find prostitutes in D.C.
My favorite dream? Last year I randomly dreamed my sister walked up to me on the street and told me she was 8 weeks pregnant with a little girl.  That was it, that was the whole dream. The next morning, I was talking with her online and mentioned the dream. She stopped IMing me and then called my cell phone. *cue freaky music* She was calling to tell me (the first person she told besides her husband) that she was actually 5 weeks pregnant and had only known for about 5 days. Also? I'm now an Auntie to a niece. BAM! How do you like them apples?!

If you'd like to read even weirder tales of the things my brain makes up while I'm asleep, feel free to check out the Dreams tag at my *embarrased sideways glance* LiveJournal. Now, I haven't written in that thing in probably over a year or more, and a good number of entries are hidden behind a Friends-Only privacy lock, but there's still plenty of unprotected entries for you to enjoy :)

What are some of the weirder, cooler, or potentially precognitive dreams you've had?



Other updates:

+ Only 2 days until the RESOLVE of New England Fertility Treatment, Donor Choices, and Adoption Conference! The Stirrup Queen herself, Melissa Ford, will be our keynote speaker!

+ Have you donated to my Fertile Fall Fundraiser yet? I've only raised $10 so far, and I've got $1990 to go!

+ NaBloPoMo is hard. Seriously. Expect some WAY random posts, like this one.

+ And finally, I've apparently won the WEGO Health Vlog Contest for my first vlog last week. I'm getting an iPod Touch... word!

November 3, 2010

In the Red Tent Temple

...I feel beautiful, vibrant, awakened, sexy, stress-free. I welcome the new moon with an open heart and a grateful smile.

"Welcome Woman, this place is made sacred with your presence."

In the Red Tent Temple, we are all Goddesses.

. . .

Last night, our Red Tent Temple was filmed for Isadora Leidenfrost's upcoming film, "Things We Don't Talk About." It was a magical, wonderful evening and I'm still left feeling like I'm walking just a few inches above the ground: our best Red Tent Temple to date.

I was interviewed individually on Monday night by Isadora at my dear friend Honeybee's home. It was strange to feel so exposed in front of her; I felt almost naked in the camera lens but I was just as open as if she hadn't been sitting there. Afterward, I felt exhilerated. Last night, I barely noticed the camera and lights, thankfully as Isadora literally "dressed up" her equipment in red dresses, fabric, boas, and tiaras. I didn't even notice she was filming most of the night and forgot she was there entirely until I was asked to wear a microphone for a few minutes.

So many beautiful women from all over came last night- many new faces or faces we hadn't seen in a while- and each woman brought her own unique voice, story, and talents to the group. There was drumming, singing, poetry reading, art displays, and just plain sharing and laughing and talking. We colored vulva coloring book pages, we drank tea (so much tea!), we ate chocolate chip cookies and tomato soup and sourdough bread and pomegranate seeds and apples and leftover Halloween candy.

Can you spot the pomegranate on my hand?
There was henna. I held the hands of dear friends and women I'd just met and painted intricate designs on their hands and mine. I'm usually shy about touching other people or being touched, but I dropped a boundary last night. There's something peaceful and calming about applying henna, watching the designs evolve on their own whimsy.

And ALisa Starkweather, the founder of the Red Tent Temple movement herself! - she stopped by and shared in our celebrations. I was star-struck and couldn't find the words to say much to her. But I was grateful and humbled by her appearance all the same.

We laughed, deep Baubo belly laughs. And our eyes brimmed with tears. Some cried openly. We talked about G-d, Goddess and women and sex and math class and chemotherapy and our husbands and birthdays and decision making and NOT making decisions if we don't want to and art and soup and our mothers and foremothers and the coming winter.

. . .

In the Red Tent Temple, it's the one place where I wear my infertility like a badge of honor, as if to say, "I am no less woman."

And if I so choose, I can leave that title at the door, too.

. . .

With a belly full of soup and tea and my heart filled with gladness and grace, I leave the Red Tent restored and whole again.

. . .

Every community needs a Red Tent Temple. We need to make Red Tent Temples for our teenaged girls. We need more Crones. We need to make room for trans voices and experiences. We need more women of color.

We need to reawaken the Dialogue of Women that whispers within each of us...

...and I firmly believe that the Red Tent Temple Movement is doing just that.

I am honored to be a part of this movement and thank you Honeybee, for opening the door to me and so many other women. We are each a part of something profoundly important to Women's Work.

November 2, 2010

From Couch to 5K

May I present you with... our brand-new couch! And our new chair!

 

We've been waiting since early September for these... now we can finally sit down on something other than camping chairs to watch TV! In honor of this momentous occasion, Larry and I have decided that since we've gotten new couch, it's the the perfect time to begin Couch to 5K. We start next week when Larry's back from some out of town trips for work.

Basically, it's a 9-week training program to turn fatty couch potatoes like us (and yes, I would say and have said this to Larry's face) into newbie runners, working up to the 5K. A 5K sounds intimidating, but it's the shortest race out there. It's only 3.somethingsomething miles. I can do 3.somethingsomething miles! Well, maybe. We'll see :)

So here's my commitment to getting up off the couch (a damn fine lovely, damn fine comfy couch, I might add) and getting my ass in gear. Also? An excuse to buy snazzy brand-spankin' new running shoes because I've never owned a nice pair of "for reals runnin' shoes" before.

Anyone else want to be virtual running buddies and check in with each other on how we're doing?



Other ongoing stuff:
Don't forget this Saturday
is the RESOLVE of New England Family Building Conference
!

Have you donated yet to the Fertile Fall Fundraiser?
Help me reach my goal of $2,000!

November 1, 2010

NaBloPoMo: And so it begins.

30 posts. 30 days. It's NaBloPoMo time, people: National Blog Posting Month.

I think it's time to build off of my 7 posts in 7 days bit and move to something more advanced. I know I wrote recently that I should man up and do NaNoWriMo (also starting today) but I just don't have the energy. But blogging? Blogging for 30 days? I can do that. This is more attainable. I have to work my way up to NaNoWriMo.

If you don't feel like joining the official NaBloPoMo ranks, Suzy over at Not a Fertile Myrtle has a great blogroll of other NaBloPoMo participating IF bloggers up for the challenge. Check it out - let's keep each other motivated! More updates/news and a question after the cut.

Other updates in my life...

Tonight I'm being interviewed by Isadora Leidenfrost for her forthcoming film, Things We Don't Talk About. From her film website:
Things We Don’t Talk About is a groundbreaking documentary film about women’s healing narratives from the red rent that serves to empower women and girls. The Red Tent is a red textile space that is changing the way that women think about their bodies.
Tomorrow night, Isadora will be filming the Salem Red Tent Temple. I'm so excited! The Red Tent Temple has been such a joy in my life. When I stopped having periods, I missed my Woman's Blood Rhythm. Now that I meet near each new moon with other women in all stages of life and Blood Rhythm, it has brought that sense of monthly cycle back. I can't wait to talk and explore more about this with Isadora tonight.

Just had another thyroid panel done. I've had brain fog like whoa and my energy is pretty much non-existent. I'm starting to feel like I did in June/July of 2009, when my TSH was at its highest and thus my thyroid function at its lowest. Well, don't know what's going on then b/c my numbers came back normal: TSH is 1.027. I need to find a good endocrinologist up in the North Shore area. Anyone have any recommendations for a good North Shore, MA area endo?

And finally, it's just 5 days until the RESOLVE of New England Annual Conference! You can still register in advance. Come check out dozens of vendors, doctors, and other patients, and meet the Infertility Blogging Goddess, Melissa Ford, author of Stirrup Queens! Also, we have some pretty awesome raffles. I can't wait to meet folks there :)

Oh, and one other thing: my Fertile Fall Fundraiser is underway, so if you have a few dollars to spare, I'd love it if you could help out this special cause: $2000 for RESOLVE of New England by Christmas. We can totally make that goal with your help!

Happy blogging all.

1 post down. 29 to go.

PS. Get off your butts and VOTE tomorrow! (I don't care for whom you vote, just vote dagnabit!)

October 29, 2010

A Fertile Fall Fundraiser!


Next Saturday is RESOLVE of New England's Annual Family Building Conference (full conference details here online). In the spirit of the Conference and also in my comittment to the organization, I'd like to host my first fundraiser for them: My Fertile Fall Fundraiser!




Here's how you can donate:

> Go to my Facebook Page, Keiko Zoll: Infertility Advocate, and donate via the FundRazr widget.

My goal is to raise $2,000 by December 30, 2010.

$2,000 may sound like a lot, but let's break that down...

$2,000 equals...
+ 20 people willing to donate $100 each;
+ 40 people willing to donate just $50 each;
+ 200 people who are willing to donate just $10 each!

For the cost of two tickets to a concert, the cost of a nice haircut with blowdry and style, or even the cost of brunch at your favorite mom and pop restaurant: you can make a contribution to help thousands of couples struggling with infertility in the New England region and help support an organization that's near and dear to my heart :)

In full disclosure, the money will be donated directly to my PayPal account. The only reason I'm not asking for donations directly to RNE is because my husband's company will match charitable contributions... so that means, if I meet my $2,000 goal, I'll actually be making a contribution of $4,000 to RESOLVE of New England!

Again in full disclosure: since your donation is made to me, it is not considered tax deductible. RESOLVE of New England is a 501(c)(3) non-profit organization and your contributions are tax deductible only when you make a contribution directly to them. If you'd like to donate directly to RNE, please click here, but before you do, check to see if your employer or your partner's employer has a charitable matching program. That way, even though you'll get the tax write-off, we won't lose out on the ability to match your donation, even if it's through a different company.

Please consider making your contribution today, whether you do it for yourself, a loved one, or if you've conquered your infertility... do it for your children! It's a great way to celebrate your victory.

I'm pretty confident I can hit this $2,000 goal, even with 200 people at just 10 bucks a pop... let's see how fast we can do it!

October 28, 2010

Anchors Away

I'm on a boat! (Or will be.)
Larry and I need a vacation like whoa.

My grandmother died. I became an aunt. I got a promotion and simultaneously lost my housing as a result. So then we bought a house, but had to move out from my job-sponsored housing and live with two amazingly gracious friends for three weeks. Late August into September was batshit insane between work and closing on our house. We moved into our new home and then had an electrical fire. I won a major award. Then I started getting migraines from sex which, thank G-D!, have gone away on their own. I've finally decided to man up and get a second opinion (update: my 2nd opinion appointment is set for November 11th. Trying not to poop my pants.) I'm not recapping the last two years or anything... this is just in the last five months!

Like I said... we need a vacation. And we're taking one - we're going on a cruise after Thanksgiving!

I have the fun task at work of purchasing supplies for our resident assistants. Since I don't have a purchasing card, I just use my personal credit card and get reimbursed. I have in turn racked up over 20,000 credit card points. My husband has even more than I do (although, I don't know what he's spending that on because he's not getting reimbursed for those purchases... hmmm... *casts suspicious gaze*).

We saw a great deal on a cruise to the Western Caribbean on Norwegian's Dawn of the Seas so we put the whole thing on points. As a result, our 6-day cruise only costs... wait for it...

$20.

We still have to pay airfare, but I we can handle that when our 6-day vacation only costs us 20 bucks!

We'll be making stops in Cozumel and the Grand Cayman Islands. We've never been to Mexico (bring on the margaritas!) and this will be our second cruise. The first was our honeymoon. The great thing is that Dawn of the Seas is as old as our marriage- it was the newest ship in the Norwegian fleet when we were price shopping for our honeymoon cruise and nearly went on it, but settled for the Land/Sea Disney World & Cruise package instead (totally worth it, btw).

We'll be setting sail just as autumn starts making the turn into nasty New England winter... it'll be the perfect way to celebrate Hanukkah- drinking margaritas, gambling in international waters, and maybe snorkeling or touring ancient Mayan ruins. We can't wait!

Anyone else taking a vacation? Or anyone want to just reminisce about an awesome vacation? Feel free to share in the comments :)

October 26, 2010

I'll have seconds, please.

Photo by Jason Rogers via Flickr.
I did it.

I just emailed one of the area clinics for a second opinion consultation from the doctor recommended to me by Dr. Ali Domar at Night of Hope.

No appointment set up yet, but I did it. I took that first step. This first step I had been dreading, but a step that is needed. The step that I sobbed about to Larry last night.

"What if they find something else? What if there's something REALLY wrong, even worse than POF? It would be just my luck!" (It's true - I've never had it easy when it comes to diagnostics; I always tend to fall on the edges of the normal spectrum when it comes to anything medically-related to my health.)

I worry that every time I open myself up to these kind of tests and consults, I run the risk of getting yet another devastating diagnosis.

Larry assures me they aren't going to find anything.

"I know IVF is cheaper than adoption but I don't know if I'm strong enough to do IVF. Everyone wants me to do IVF."

Larry said it simply: "If you don't want to do it, we don't have to do it. We'll do what's right for us, not what anyone else thinks or wants."

I'm getting this second opinion despite how terrifying this is to me. And I'm getting it because I was inspired by The Infertility Therapist, ironically enough from a post about knowing when to stop fertility treatment:

"...We should try whenever possible to anticipate what our future selves will think about our decisions, in order to minimize future regrets."
I don't want to regret having never gotten that second opinion, having never moved beyond Dr. G (of whom I've had doubts for some time now anyway), having never given myself the chance.

I'm not saying I'm ready for IVF. But I'm ready to at least make sure that the options that were given to me a year ago still hold true. I'm ready to make sure we're making the most informed choice we can.

October 25, 2010

My First Vlog

Too lazy to write, so here's my first vlog for "Hannah Wept, Sarah Laughed." In full disclosure, I've created this as part of WEGO Health's Health Activist Vlog Contest, but I like the idea of adding this rather interesting, dynamic media to my blog. Plus, you get to actually see my face and voice. So, here's the story on why I'm a health activist. Enjoy! Feel free to comment here or directly on the Vimeo page.

Hannah Wept, Sarah Laughed: Vlog 10/24/10 from Keiko Zoll on Vimeo.



October 22, 2010

"You should write a book."

Photo by Erik Stabile via Flickr.
I get this a lot. I'm not a person who handles compliments very well and despite what you may read here, I can be almost painfully shy sometimes.

But a lot of folks read my blog and go: "Keiko, you should really write a book."

Okay... sure!

So... how the hell do I DO that? I don't think I'll have any trouble actually writing a book, but it's the publishing process that intimidates me the most. I am basically clueless. I've read Mel's awesome DIY MFA book publishing series. It's a little overwhelming - I'm not going to lie. And since I want to write non-fic, apparently I only write part of it and then query it to publishers who tell me how to finish it, I suppose. It's a little confusing. And then there's that whole agent thing. Oh, and having some credibility by being published somewhere other than you own blog, and even better, getting paid for it.

I guess I'm just overwhelmed by all of this. There are so many fine bloggers turned authors out there: Melissa (Navigating the Land of IF), Pamela (Silent Sorority), Lu (Inadequate Conception - being released soon), and many others I'm sure I'm forgetting here. I certainly don't want to imply that they had an easier time of writing their books and getting them published simply because they are also bloggers. I'm sure it's entirely possible for me to do the same, and just as challenging. It will continue to get more challenging as more IF bloggers turned published authors begin to crowd out the market.

It's the enormity of the task that keeps me from moving forward. Sometimes it's just easier to walk away from the opportunity entirely that to take a risk and fail. I know myself. I'm a classic INFP - this is how we work.

NaNoWriMo is coming up: a month-long challenge to write a 50,000 word novel. I'm half wondering if I should participate if only to get my ass in gear. NaNoWriMo is specifically for fiction, but as every keeps saying I should write a book, maybe I'll sign up, write my non-fic book on infertility, conversion, food, or whatever - and just not submit it for verification.

Sometimes I doubt myself (shocker) and wonder if it's valid to write something when our story is presently unfinished. The more confident part of me says to write all the raw emotional stuff now and worry about the ending when the time comes. "You won't have time to write the whole damn thing once you're chasing kid(s) around the house!" my always Rational Brain reminds me.

So yeah, I need to write a book. I've got plenty of words in my head that need a home on some page, somewhere. I think I will sign up for NaNoWriMo. And hell, maybe I'll even dabble in writing some fiction. Anyone else out there participating in NaNoWriMo? I need motivation. I need someone to stay on my ass.

Kind of like Stewie helps out his good friend, Brian:


October 19, 2010

When Foodie Met Iffy

As I have mentioned on many occasion, I have a thing for Anthony Bourdain. Larry is fully aware that I would leave him for Anthony Bourdain, should the opportunity present itself. It's strange: I'm not really an "older man" kind of gal, but there's a hipness, a realness, a damn fine sexiness about the man.

I'm sorry, I need to mop up this puddle of drool down the front of my shirt.

Now that I'm commuting to work, I've got nearly two hours in my day of uninterrupted me time. Since checking my email or reading the internet while driving is generally frowned upon (in fact, now recently illegal in MA), I could get back into my habit of listening to NPR in the mornings. Instead, I'm taking the audiobook route. I just finished The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson. I know, late to the game on that whole series. (Sidebar: it's incredible - a slowly building, unsettling climax that makes your jaw drop.) I'd already read Kitchen Confidential, so I figured Medium Raw was sure to be a great read with Mr. Bourdain himself narrating again.

Medium Raw IS a great read/listen. This morning, I felt almost dirty listening to Tony describe his favorite bowl of Hanoi pho in his chapter about food porn, aptly titled "Lust." And as I listened to the opening chapter [SPOILER ALERT] where he describes his practically godless experience consuming ortolan [/SPOILER ALERT]- I felt almost ashamed listening to it... and instantly jealous.

So, knock me over with a feather as I'm bawling last night after I finished chapter 13, "Dancing." I was listening to it over dinner since Larry was at a lodge meeting. Bourdain devotes an entire chapter to his 2.5 year old daughter and why he wanted to be a father.

Fuck, I can't even listen to an audiobook in an entirely non-infertility related category, read by one of my celebrity crushes no less, without being reminded of this profound lack in my life. Thank you infertility, for managing to crash yet another "I thought this was a safe area of my life" parties.

Not to spoil the whole chapter, but Bourdain speaks of how he practically worships his little girl: she's his whole world, and rightfully so. From prying Play-Do from under his fingernails to dancing without a care, to ditching the leather motorcycle jacket for a pair of Dockers khakis - Bourdain leaves for his daughter a loving, razor-edged legacy of wit and wisdom, and ultimately, a love letter of empowerment.

He does spend a good bit of the chapter talking about his desire for fatherhood. After his 2006 ordeal in Beirut, where he and the crew of No Reservations was stranded due to nothing short of a war, Bourdain came back to the US and pretty much got off the plane, went home, and made a baby. Seriously. This isn't so much paraphrasing as it is nearly verbatim from the book.

Lately, I have been way down on myself. There's been some flutter of varying pregnancy-related announcements again in my life, so once again I feel like the last kid picked for the team. I've been wrestling with the idea of getting a second opinion, and worrying that depending on what Doc #2 could say, might change all of our plans. This past weekend I had to scurry home suddenly after a lunch date with a friend. After we parted, I continued to browse the little shops all over Salem's downtown, when I was suddenly hit with an overwhelming sadness and ache.

I want a little kid to dress up for Halloween, too.

I nearly burst into tears in the middle of a confectioner shop. FFS, I was surrounded by chocolate and yet I nearly started to cry. To add insult to injury: the fastest way home is right past a boutique maternity wear shop.

As I walked briskly home, I watched that same movie reel play out in my head that I fear sadly, will never play on any major screens in my actual life: a passionate love scene, a nervous glance at a watch, coming out of the bathroom with a positive test, our faces glowing, eyes glistening, clever announcements to family and friends, three seasons of bliss and preparation, and the climax of the film: a slap, a baby crying, tears and laughter and gazing adoringly into the eyes of the future.

Roll credits.

When I saw Larry that afternoon, I told him how down I was. I told him, "I just want to make you a daddy." He hugged me, I cried, and he assured me that we'll get there.

So last night, when I thought I could get just an hour of non-infertility related headspace, I felt like I had been punched in the gut. I was eating dinner at the time and I actually lost my appetite.

It was the moment where foodie met iffy.

I fucking love food. Probably a little too much, as reflected in my BMI. Food is a highly sensual experience. Flavors may last only a few minutes on the palate, but forever in the dark recesses of our memory. Flavor, much like aroma, marry themselves to very acute, precise memories and when recalled, unleash such a hunger of both physical and mental proportion that the latter can nearly overwhelm the former. It's a sort of culinary nostalgia: the memory of taste awakens the ache of something once delicious long ago.

Like tilting my nose toward a sizzling, aromatic entree as the waiter passes by my table, I feel that twist in my stomach: I want. It's that ache, that hunger - that I understand, that can consume me.

I want a baby. Forget adoption for the moment, because hunger can make us irrational - I want a baby of my own. I want to experience motherhood, parenthood, of imprinting the clean slate that Bourdain speaks of when referencing his daughter. I want the intimate baby-making. I want the swollen belly like an ancient Goddess totem, to feel the surge of the Divine Feminine, to fill this most gaping absence in the story of Women's Mystery and Creation.

Infertility is an ache that reaches far deeper into our bellies, unlike any other hunger we have known.

When Foodie met Iffy. Foodies savor abundance and hunger for more. And this iffy weeps for her empty plate and hungers for just the chance.

Just give me a taste of what this could be like.

October 18, 2010

RESOLVE-ing to make a difference

I'm so excited that the RESOLVE of New England Annual Conference is in just a few weeks from now! It's amazing to me that last year, Larry and I walked in, wide-eyed, overwhelmed, and still trying to make sense of this daunting path known as infertility.

This year, I'm walking in as a volunteer and Board of Directors member, and Larry's walking in right back with me, also as a volunteer. I talk a little more about my experiences at the Annual Conference blog here and why I'm coming back this year.

I'm also officially inviting every single reader of this blog- no matter where you live- to attend this year's Annual Conference on November 6, 2010 in Marlborough, MA. I know the cost can seem like a lot, but scholarships are available. I should know: it was the only way Larry and I could afford to go last year. I'm telling you: it's totally worth it to attend this conference, if not for the vast array of information, resources, and people you'll meet, but for the sense of hope you'll walk away with at the end of the day.

7 Reasons Why You Should Come to the RESOLVE of New England Annual Conference:

1. Our keynote speaker is Melissa Ford, the ever-fabulous and award-winning author of Stirrup Queens. I'm kind of peeing my pants over the opportunity to meet her in person.

2. Plenty of information if you're considering adoption. The Annual Conference features an adoption track of sessions, including an adoptive and birth parent panel.

3. Plenty of information about IVF and donor egg. Again, a track just for donor egg sessions. We found these programs particularly informative and helpful last year.

4. Consumer access to area vendors. Clinics, adoption agencies, donor egg matching services, pharmacies that specialize in fertility drugs... there are a ton of vendors for you to connect with one-on-one. Whether you're a consumer or an industry professional, it's a great chance to network and gather resources.

5. Raffles! Because who doesn't love a good raffle?

6. New: Ask the Experts panels. Whether you've got questions about adoption, donor egg, your wonky ovaries, your wonky husband, we have a whole series of experts lined up ready to answer your questions from Reproductive Endocrinology, Acupuncture, Men's Perspectives, Nutrition, and more!

7. Come meet me! Not that I'm any kind of main attraction, but it would be awesome to meet some of you fabulous readers and followers IRL.

...So?

What are you waiting for? Register today. And if you are going, please do let me know in the comments - I'd love to meet up and grab lunch together during the Conference!

October 16, 2010

Giveaway Winners (Finally!)

I've finally had more than an hour to myself and can FINALLY announce the winners of my Big Bloggy IF Giveaway that I feel like I put up ages ago.

Oh right. Because it was ages ago...

All entries were logged into a spreadsheet where each row number corresponded with each entry. I used Random.org's Random Number Generator to select each winner.

Well, thankfully the prizes are non-perishable and they're all still good, so let's get on with it, shall we? And the winners are...

Big Bloggy IF Giveaway Winners!

1. Love and Infertility: Survival Strategies for Balancing Infertility, Marriage, and Life CD by Kristen Magnacca:

Winner: Ashlee Gibson (entry #10)

2. Circle+Bloom Program of Your Choice:

Winner: My Bumpy Journey (entry #46)

3. A pair of my handmade pomegranate earrings:

Winner: Mrs. Farmer (entry #72)

4. One very gently read copy of The Infertility Cure by Randine Lewis:

Winner: Aubrey Rose (entry #14)

5. A 15"x15" unframed print of Tranquility by artist Alida Saxon:

Winner: Sonja (entry #60)

Congrats to all of the winners and thanks to everyone who entered!
If you were selected as a winner, I need real names and a mailing address emailed to miriamshope AT gmail DOT com.


October 15, 2010

Remembering Our Losses

Today, October 15th, is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Day. Recognized in all 50 states, people are asked to light a candle at 7pm tonight for one hour to remember those who left this world far, far too soon.

I have never experienced a loss myself, and it's something that has actually been the driving force behind pursuing adoption. Is IVF truly worth the risk if we lose the pregnancy? I just don't know how I could bear it. IVF/DE isn't totally off the table yet, but the notion of loss is still an ever-present thought in the back of my mind.

While I'm incredibly lucky not to have experienced loss like this, I know many women, both personally and through the blogosphere, that have. And so for them, for their losses: you're in my hearts always, but especially so today.

Pregnancy loss is one of those topics that people aren't really sure with how to deal. How do you have a funeral? Why does this loss get less attention and compassion than the loss of someone who's older? It's all grief, it's all sad, and it doesn't deserve to be diminished in importance for the griever just because it doesn't fit the typical model of loss and death in modern society.

I can't imagine this kind of pain, and for those who have experienced it: I grieve for you and your loss and hope that you find peace, clarity, and hope it its wake.

Below is an incredibly moving and beautiful video with more information about this day of rememberance.



For more information, please visit http://www.october15th.com/.

October 14, 2010

Crowdsourcing: Best online donation system?

Photo: Dave Dugdale (Rentvine)
So I'm hoping to run my very first fundraiser on this lil ol' blog here, and I have no clue how to do it. Here's what I'm looking for:

1. Something that's easy for me to admin.

2. Something that's easy for folks to click "donate," fill in their credit card info, and off the money goes.

>>2a. The money either goes directly to me in a separate checking account or directly to the organization. (Ideally, I'd like it to go to me so my husband's company can match the funds.)

3. Something that doesn't take too large of a cut of donations (or any at all).

4. Not a must, but something with it's own customizable widget would be nice too.

So I ask of you, dear readers:

What has been the best online donation system you've found out there? What donation systems should I avoid? What's the best way to setup your own online fundraiser via your blog?

Lay it on me folks.

The things in my head.

Dr. Google Images' brain.
As October suddenly whisked in with rains and cold, dreary weather, I've been feeling that autumn slump. I have mild to moderate seasonal affective disorder (ironically called SAD) and this is the lastest it's ever kicked into gear. It always seems to happen right after the High Holidays, but I suppose it would make sense for this year that it feels later- Rosh HaShana and Yom Kippur were ridiculously early this year. So, I suppose I'm right on target. Basically, once Columbus Day rolls around, I always seem to find myself in a bit of a funk.

I'm not depressed, just gloomy and exhausted all the time. I've been staying until 8 or 9pm at work the last week. The return of some sun has been a great relief. I've started (finally) taking vitamin D supplements, something my doc has been wanting me to do for, oh, I dunno, a year? Oops. Sorry doc. But you kind of suck anyway and I'm getting a new one soon. Oy, was that snarky? There's that gloominess creeping back in again I suppose.

That's the figurative reference to my post title. The literal one refers to my physical grey matter, and I'm finally explaining that cryptic bit I threw in my last post about my trip to the emergency room last Monday night. So this gets into some delicate and mildly embarassing territory, but, this is the IF community, right? What's a little more oversharing? So here goes.

Three weeks ago, I had a severe migraine headache, unlike one I've ever had in the 15 years I've been having migraine headaches. I have pretty distinct triggers: aged cheeses, lack of sleep, caffeine withdrawl, hormonal imbalances, and occasionally processed/cured meats. I can tell in a matter of minutes whether it's going to be worth just a couple of Aleve or perhaps prescription migraine meds (that I save only for the really bad ones b/c I only get 12 pills at a time). I get auras, light and sound sensitivity, and rarely, nausea.

But this migraine, which triggered into a full-blown, "no time to even get to the medicine cabinet, I may just throw up right now turn off the lights omg I'm pretty sure my head is literally exploding" migraine in a matter of a minute. The trigger?

*coughs* Sex.

And then the migraine returned every other time we did it since that first migraine. It shortened in duration and intensity with each iteration, but I'll tell you what: it was quite the mood killer. Why would we continue to have sex if it was still giving me migraines? Well, we did it in the name of science. I'd had enough so I went to a doc (one in our practice, not my ever incompetent PCP) and well, she laughed. She had never heard of it before, but thanks to Dr. Google, I know that coital cephalalgia is fairly common, if underreported. She referred me to a neurologist and I had my appointment with Dr. OoohNooo* last Monday.

*I call him Dr. OoohNooo because he looks exactly like Will Forte and all I could think of was that SNL skit where he plays Andy, the Oh No Guy. Thankfully, that is not what he replied when I sat down and said, "I'm getting migraines from sex."

We went through my history as a migraineur (lol, I sound like a connisseur of migraines). Dr. OoohNooo seemed rather unphased by what I said, noting that orgasmic migraines are fairly common in his line of work and that our focus should be on diagnosing the cause and ruling out some scarier stuff, like a broken blood vessel in my skull (which could lead to a stroke) or worse, an aneurysm. I had the choice between a CT scan with radioactive injected dye or an MRI. I opted for the MRI and the earliest I could be scanned was last Thursday. He said I should take a baby aspirin daily until then, in case it was a broken blood vessel. Everything seemed to be fine. We chuckled about the silliness of it all... hahaha, migraines from sex, hahaha.

Yeah... and then things got scary.

On the (hour-long) way home from my appointment, my neuro calls me back. After doing some thinking and going back over my history, especially as it relates to having had PCOS at one point and dealing with hormonal issues for the last year, as well as the severity of the initial migraine...

"I'd like you to go to your local ER and get the CT scan done. I'm concerned you may have suffered an aneurysm."

Yeah, that's great news to hear when you're driving at 70 mph on the highway.

So after coming home and freaking the fuck out and trying to stomach some dinner (b/c we knew the ER takes FOREVER), we drove to the hospital not even 5 minutes from our house. I prayed a lot. I called my mom. Larry called his parents. I sent out a rather uncharacterist text to a group of close friends asking them to think good thoughts. And we waited and waited and waited to be seen.

In the room next to us, once I got a bed, I could hear a woman crying as she explained her issue to the nurse: "I'm six weeks pregnant and I'm bleeding heavily. I think I'm having a miscarriage."

It was surreal.

Finally the IV tech came in to put in my IV line, into the arm of She of Spider-thin, Spongey, Collapsing Veins. Yeah, it sucked. For the CT scan, they have to inject iodine dye into my veins at a very high speed. the nurse came in and did the "BTW, this doesn't usually happen, but we're legally required to tell you that this could kill you instantly on the table" schpiel. AWESOME.

Into the CT room I go. They do some non-dye control scans and then it's time for my high speed injection. Yeah, it hurt. And my vein had had enough, so once the dye was injected, it collapsed when there was a saline flush at the end of the injection... so all of that saline went into the soft tissue of my arm... which proceeded to swell like something out of the damn Mütter Museum. Seriously? I looked like I had a softball stuffed under the skin around my elbow. Gross.

We wait for an hour while they put heat on my arm and... nothing. The results came back perfectly normal. All that worry and waiting around for 5 hours for nothing. They sent me home.

Dr. OoohNooo still wanted me to have the MRI done. I get it done and... nothing. Results are normal as well. I'm thrilled I don't have any kind of serious head trauma and I'm very thankful that my neuro wanted to be so thorough, but it's annoying to know that every time I have sex, I get a migraine. So finally, I'd had enough. We had a moratorium on all things arousal since I went to the doctor two weeks ago and I was just entirely too pent up. We threw caution to the wind and [insert sex euphemism here].

And... nothing (well, not nothing... it was great!). No migraine this time. Hallelujah!

...and WTF?

Apparently this is how coital cephalalgia works. It starts randomly for no reason and will often resolve on its own mysteriously. Weird. So I've got a follow up in two weeks where I can say to my neuro that this was all an exercise in futility apparently. Oh human body, your wonders never cease to amaze.

So there's my super TMI story and why I've been missing in action the last two weeks or so. What's new with y'all? I need to play catch up on the blogosphere like whoa.

October 5, 2010

Meet Saba & Toro!

Team Zoll has grown this week. I wish I could say it were in human additions, but furbabies are great too!

Say hello to Saba:

And this little dude with Larry is Toro:

We adopted these little lovely boys on Sunday and boy howdy are they a handful. We adopted them from Northeast Animal Rescue, very close to our house. We've been going to the shelter the last few weekends now, telling ourselves we'd wait until our living room was repaired before we adopted cats so they wouldn't chew on exposed wiring and such. And then Saturday, that all went to hell and we decided that we really wanted cats now, so we swung back and laid our eyes on Henry and Hobo (their shelter names) and just couldn't go home without them.

We had to wait until Sunday as we got there a few minutes before they closed on Saturday. I couldn't sleep Saturday night because I was so excited! It was like the night before school. They are 6 months old and were found at 4 weeks in a backyard in Mattapan. They ended up being in foster care for a long time because, like many outdoor strays, they had worms, earmites, and fleas, and developed kitty colds. They'd only been in the shelter maybe 2 weeks, so they are definitely socialized.

We picked their names after a very lengthy discussion Saturday. We wanted to name them something in Japanese, and Larry and I were very amused at the idea of naming them after sushi. Saba means mackerel, a white fish, so that's what we named Henry, the cat with the white belly. Toro means fatty tuna (also, it's delicious) and is a dark red fish, so Hobo, the orange tabby, got that as his new name.

We have them in a safe room (the room that drives me nuts- the craft room/Larry's temp office until the living room and office downstairs are fixed/hopefully nursery in the future) to get them acclimated. It's also for us since we so spontaneously decided to adopt we have to cat-proof the rest of the house. Now, we have a very old house (1791) and the room doesn't really have a lock, and the doors aren't entirely square, so the door doesn't really shut... and of course, they got out last night while I was in the ER (oh, did you like that little gem I threw in there? That's another post) and Larry had to retrieve them. Toro was poking around the laundry area and we're not sure where Saba got to... but once he shook the treat jar, he came running and Larry jerry-rigged them back into the safe room. Once we finish straigtening up and cat-proofing tonight, we'll give them reign of the house (minus the living room) tomorrow night.

Saba and Toro are basically the equivalent of two-year olds: getting into everything, the attention span of gnats, climbing everywhere, pulling and chewing on everything and testing limits. They are quite the handful but very loving, sweet, and both of them have such motors it's hard to believe such tiny creatures can purr that loud!

They're awesome and we love them to death already.

October 2, 2010

Night of Hope Recap

Night of Hope was simply amazing. Held at the very swanky Guastavino's in New York City on Tuesday, September 28, RESOLVE put on one classy gala celebration. Here are my pics from the night.


The lady in red? That's me. That classy lookin' guy in the suit? That's Larry. The fancy lookin' lady in the black pantsuit? My mom Debbie :) And the two other women holding awards in that picture with me? Those would be (from left) Best Blog winner Julie Robichaux, aka, A Little Pregnant and Best Book winner Pamela Tsigdinos, author of Silent Sorority. Oh! And my 1 pic with a celeb: Alisyn Camerota from FOX and Friends Weekend was the emcee for the evening. All the rest of the details after the cut.

Larry and I left bright and early Tuesday morning after making a quick pitstop to Target so I could pick up an evening bag - a girl's gotta have a complete ensemble! We made it to Brooklyn by lunchtime and met up with a friend of ours and had lunch at the famous/omgdelicious Junior's Deli. They are apparently famous for their cheesecake, but sadly, we didn't sample a slice as we were running short on time and we wanted to save room for dinner (more on that deliciousness later). It was great to catch up with Jen who we hadn't seen since her wedding last year and then we were off into the wilds of NYC streets to get to our hotel.

We stayed at the Marriott East Side, made possible only by cashing in all of Larry's Marriott points. It's basically across the street from the Waldorf Astoria, so you can probably guess as to what a nightly rate might be there. We were given the option of a queen bed on a high floor or a king bed on a lower floor. We thought "higher floor, better view" but instead we were looking at the back of the building and thought, hm, let's splurge for that king room. (Oh we were TOTALLY those guests that went up to the first room and changed our minds.) So as we're waiting for a bellhop to key us into our new room, we notice there's a lot of activity on this new floor. When the bellhop lets us in, he says, "I hope you don't mind the Secret Service guy on the terrace next to your room."

Turns out, Vice President Biden was staying in our hotel for the UN Conference this week. That would explain the unusually large amount of NYPD around the hotel and those guys in suits with ear-pieces in the lobby. And yes, there was a guy on the terrace ledge next to our room scoping out everything. Larry has been on a 24 kick lately so he was all like, "It's just like Jack Bauer!" and I replied "Well, Jack Bauer doesn't need to see me get dressed," and I shut the shade. We then made jokes about the no-fly list and bugs in our room as I hustled to get ready.

What I have failed to mention is that I still hadn't finished writing my speech. I had written a draft in the car that Larry thought was nice, but once we were in the hotel and I read it aloud again, this time without the distraction of the radio and traffic, we both realized it was crap and I had to rewrite it. It was 4pm. The event started at 6pm.

Larry insisted that I not memorize it but I was too rushed to try and write the whole thing down, so I ended up typing it as a doc on my iPhone. I know, I know - nerd. I own up to that. Before we left I raised the shade and the Secret Service guy was gone, like a whisper in the night. Cool... and admittedly creepy too.

Then we rushed to get a cab at 4:30 because I figured there would be road closures and rush hour traffic and... we got to Guastavino's in about 10 minutes. I didn't have to be there until 5:20. I proceded to walk around the block practicing my speech and trying to calm my nerves. Finally, at 5pm we went in. When I checked in, I had a lovely bouquet of roses waiting for me from Dr. Lawrence Nelson. He and I have been in touch the last few months and he was scheduled to attend but couldn't at the last minute. It was a really sweet gesture. I was greeted right away by people who knew me by face from my video and as I walked around, I realized that more people there would know me from my video than I would know them... it was a very strange realization and I suddenly felt like I was under a microscope.

As effervescent as I can appear to be in public, it can still be a challenge to mix and mingle for me, especially where the ratio of personal recognition did not favor me in the least. Suddenly, I got VERY nervous for the rest of the night.

I was relieved then, after a quick walkthrough of the stage area upstairs, to see my mom standing with Larry when I came back downstairs. She looked radiant! We got ourselves some cocktails and had a seat. As more folks came in, I said hi to colleagues and finally got to meet several people I had only met online or over the phone - it was great to finally meet these folks in person (like Julie & Pamela). I even managed to stumble a very awkward hello and introduction to Sherri Shepherd, one of the hostesses of The View who was there to accept the Hope Award for Achievement on their behalf that evening. (Her speech, by the way, was hysterical and poignant: "We didn't have insurance so we put the whole IVF cycle on our Amex. Now we have like, 400,000 Sky Miles thanks to our son!")

The evening got underway with a special video message from Guiliana and Bill Rancic as they couldn't be present to accept their award. I had no clue who they were (and still kind of don't because I never watched The Apprentice or E! News) until I looked them up on my phone that night. But apparently, they have a new reality show debuting next Monday on the Style Network that chronicles both their relationship and their infertility journey. In fact, I just watched the teaser trailer online and now I'm all teary-eyed! It looks to be the kind of awareness-building show our community needs right now.

Dinner was delish: flat-iron steak, grilled asparagus, stuffed potatoes, and a delicious salad. And of course: wine. I had to slow down on the cocktails because I hadn't eaten too much and I didn't want to be sloshed when I went to accept my award. (Although, it certainly helped calm my nerves.) At the last minute, I decided to write out my speech and began frantically copying it onto the back of my logistics sheet with the awards order and room layout guide I got when I checked in. Then, it was go time.

I got up one award before mine and waited in the holding area. Jeff Silsbee, Marketing Leader for Merck Pharmaceuticals, would do my introduction. We had a minute to chat before going up and he said it was great to meet me in person after seeing my video. During his intro speech, he mentioned that his team at Merck was very moved by seeing my video. I was floored. I had no idea it had been seen by the Fertility Marketing team of a major pharmaceutical company. They showed a 60 second clip of my video and it was so strange to see a) the video and b) myself on the big screen (two big screens actually). I felt like someone unleashed a whole net of butterflies into my stomach and throat as I was called up to the stage.

Click here to see the full video of my entire award acceptance, including my speech.

The whole 7 minutes from introduction until I came down from the stage felt like a blink. Before I knew it, I was back in my seat hugging my mom and kissing Larry. Afterward we headed to the dessert reception, where I barely ate as person after person came up to me to bestow congratulations and compliments. I am certainly grateful for all of the well wishes; I was just very overwhelmed and VERY out of my element. Thank G-d for Larry- he's a schmoozer by nature- so he helped me work the room and reminded me to hand out my business cards. I got to talk more at length with Jeff; I met Jennifer Redmond of Fertility Authority and we chatted about my possibly writing for them soon; Preya Shivdat, founder of Fertile Dreams, a grant-giving non-profit for couples struggling with IF; and had a very interesting conversation with Dr. Ali Domar of the Domar Mind/Body Center - she's inspired me to seek a second opinion of my diagnosis; I met fellow awardees Renee Whitley and Lee Rubin Collins, both very inspiring women who take advocacy to its highest levels in the US.

I'm sure there were lots and lots more fantastic people that I met, but honestly, the night was such a blur it's hard to remember everyone. If we did meet and forgot to exchange cards, please do feel free to email me, find me on Facebook or Twitter. All those handy links are on my sidebars.

In all, it was a simply gala evening and I enjoyed myself immensely. Thank you so much to RESOLVE for hosting such a wonderful event and for this incredible honor you've bestowed on me. Now I have a very pretty (and very heavy!) crystal award vase to proudly display on one of the four hearths we have in our new home.

...Although, as Julie and I were joking, we might use them for snack storage. Yanno, just eat some M&Ms out of it from time to time.

Larry is convinced Night of Hope is my tipping point. Tipping into what... I'm not sure yet. But I hope it's toward big opportunities, a chance to raise awareness and to continue my advocacy, and hopefully, somewhere soon down this path - towards building our family.

September 29, 2010

Video Clip: Night of Hope

Night of Hope was simply amazing. I'll have a more detailed post in the next couple of days, but here is the footage of me accepting the Hope Award for Best Viral Video last night.


Keiko Zoll at Night of Hope 2010 from Keiko Zoll on Vimeo.


More details and pics soon - promise! Congrats again to all of the awardees and thank you again RESOLVE, for this incredible honor.