For starters, there's no information anywhere. Hence why I bother writing this blog. Even doctors don't know a thing about it. I am apparently the first ever kidney patient in Paris' biggest kidney hospital (Necker) to be going down this route. The IVF lady I'm going off to see isn't sure how she's going to get my embryos released for me to take abroad either.
That takes us to my second point. I can have the IVF treatment in France, link my jewels up with the other conkers and produce little humans, but then I can't have MY (I emphasize the possession here) little beings to do with what I want. I can't then take them over to another country if my purpose is, heaven forbid, surrogacy. I can get a note from the Food and Drugs Association in the US to get through the beeping and lasers at the airports and not frazzle the little humans on their first transatlantic flight, but I wouldn't get that far as I'll be met with security guards and custom officials when I try and open the fridge door in France.
So, we look at our bank accounts once more, and join dots and make calls and recognise that this is a game for stubborn people, and stubborn I'm going to have to become.
Yes, I'll do the treatment here, yes I'll work out how to connect them with someone in the UK (who's more lax on the relinquishing possession front), yes I'll then work out how to connect them with someone in the US, and then, abracadabra, little humans maybe get a chance to defrost.
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It's minus 6 outside, and it's almost Christmas. This is a frosty Christmas story for you. I can not believe I'm the first to work all of this out. If anyone's been through all this before, please drop me a line? I'm looking for some thawing advice.
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