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I remember the first time we went through retrieval.

I didn’t know what to expect.
I just followed the process, step by step.

When the result came back,
they told me there were no eggs.

Zero.

For a moment, I thought I heard it wrongly.
Or maybe I didn’t understand what it meant.

But it was clear.

Nothing to fertilize.
Nothing to move forward with.

It didn’t feel like a “low number” or “not ideal”.

It felt like… nothing even started.

I didn’t react much at that time.

But inside,
a question kept coming back.

Was it my body?
Was there something wrong with me?

I think that was the first time
I started to doubt myself.

Not just the process,
but whether I was even capable of this.