Tuesday, February 11, 2014

The end of an era...

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. 

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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.  

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  1. 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.

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  2. My 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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