I've had one before but am due a new one next week. I asked for it after ten years of trying to get pregnant.
DH is infertile. I'm 40. We can't have kids. I can't get pregnant. I'm still grieving this.
Yes we've explored IVF, adoption, donor sperms etc, no none of it works for us for various very important and well investigated reasons.
I'm so sad about the coil though. It's like I'm admitting defeat. Objectively I know I won't get pregnant, but a little bit of me hopes every month.
The new coil is because I get dreadful heavy periods, the pain of them is getting worse, and I'm trying to see if the coil will help my migraines as well. No, I'm not perimenopausal apparently.
AIBU to still be so upset about never getting pregnant despite knowing it's impossible? This feels different somehow.