The walk to the nearby train station was arduous. Every step was a drag and my breath seemed heavier. I had to stop my step. I stood still and I broke down. It was my turn to express a helpless emotion which seemed like a familiar scene on television dramas. I felt beaten on a quest of conceiving through assisted technology. Results were beyond mine as well as the doctor’s control. I had not expected such an outcome.
Walking through IVF with God 