I once read a post from a blogger (sorry I forget who!) that really resonated with me. For the past few weeks I have struggled with WHY having my own genetic child was so important to me. I realized for me, its not just my genes I wanted to pass on, but those of my parents, my grandparents, and everyone before me. Its the one way in which I could keep everyone, even myself, from dying. Our branch of the tree would continue with my children and their children.
Last week I was told that the branch would end with me. My doctor called to tell me I have a weak X chromosome. My memories may live on in others, but my genetics never will. I'm devastated.
Edit: My wording was a poor choice (and so was the doctors) its not Fragile X. After meeting with a genetic counselor I learned its a deletion of a portion of my second X chromosome. Its also not Turners. Its rare enough to not have its own name.
Angela -- I'm so sorry. Is this fragile X? I don't know much about it but do think it can be a cause of POF? I'm so sorry you're facing this news. Out here thinking about you, for whatever that's worth.
ReplyDeleteMy wording was a poor choice (and so was the doctors) its not Fragile X. Its a deletion of a portion of my second X chromosome. Its also not Turners. Its rare enough to not have its own name.
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