That “something,” it seemed to them, was the opportunity to
help others, preferably infertile couples. “We worked so hard to create the embryos,” Marko says, “We
couldn’t think of not using them towards some good.”
But
it was not so easy. Carla’s
efforts began with a phone call to a counselor that she knew at one of the local
fertility clinics. “I told her that I wanted to donate our embryos, [the counselor] said
she’d check with the director of the clinic and she called back an hour later
to say that they would love to have them. That was the last that I heard from
that clinic. I phoned there several times and the director never returned my
calls.”
It
gets worse. When the first center
failed to return her calls, Carla made another inquiry. She called one of the major local medical centers and again explained
that she had embryos to donate. “The woman that I spoke with told me that what
I was asking was both illegal and immoral. I was so embarrassed! No wonder the
people at the first clinic hadn’t phoned me back.”
As
Carla describes it, she “freaked” after that second phone call. Together
with Marc, she decided to put plans for the embryos on hold and to focus on
their young children. After all, it
was the Duffy’s long journey to parenthood and the remarkable circumstances of
their daughters’ births that taught them the limitations and the extraordinary
powers of modern medicine.
The
Mysteries of Reproduction
Like
most infertile couples, Carla and Marc Duffy assumed that they would have
children with ease. They were young and healthy and had no reason to anticipate
fertility problems. Even when they
did not conceive easily, they remained hopeful, assuming that medical
intervention would work. Yet several years of tests and treatments later, they
found themselves in an IVF program. Enter the eight frozen embryos.
To
their delight, the Duffy’s first IVF cycle worked.They were pregnant with twins! For five joyous months, they celebrated their good fortune, counting
themselves among the lucky ones for whom treatment had worked. Then, at 22
weeks, everything changed. Carla
went into labor and delivered the Duffy’s first-born children.
Stillborn.
Devastated
by the loss of their twins, Carla and Marc chose to take some time to grieve
before moving returning for what is known as a “frozen embryo transfer.” Veterans of years of infertility, it never occurred to them that they
could actually become pregnant when they weren’t trying. But that is what happened: to their surprise and delight the Duffy’s were
again expecting. This time it was a singleton. Several joyous weeks followed, yet this pregnancy also was destined to
end in loss. Carla had a
miscarriage at 13 weeks. The
Duffy’s later learned that the baby they had lost had trisomy 22, a
chromosomal abnormality “incompatible with life.”
And
then came their first daughter. To
Marc and Carla’s great surprise, they conceived on their own a second time. This pregnancy progressed uneventfully until week 24 when Carla became
ill and was diagnosed with HELLP syndrome, a serious pregnancy complication,
potentially life threatening to the mother. Immediately hospitalized, Carla remained in bed for three weeks. During
that time, the Duffy’s learned that it was not only Carla’s health that
was in jeopardy: their unborn child was experiencing intrauterine growth
restriction. At 27 weeks, the baby
was at such risk that the physicians felt that there was no choice but to
deliver her by caesarean section. April 9, 1998, the Duffy’s first daughter
entered the world at 14 1/2 ounces.
The
weeks and months that followed their daughter’s birth were a long, tense time
for Carla and Marc. Days were spent
at the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit. Evenings were spent at home, hoping that the phone would not ring with
bad news. Yet throughout the ordeal, both Carla and Marc remained optimistic.
Looking back, both feel that in large measure that optimism came from the
excellent care that their daughter was receiving at the hospital. The Duffy’s have never forgotten the people who cared for their
daughter nor the institution that helped her survive. It is their abiding gratitude that makes the Duffy’s so determined to
give their embryos to medical science. In no uncertain terms, medical science
saved their older daughter’s life and her parents will never forget that.
Nor
will they forget what medical science did for their second daughter -- and for
Carla -- the second time around. Yes,
there was another incredibly challenging, incredibly frightening pregnancy,
conceived spontaneously and interrupted at 24 weeks. It was at that point that Carla got sick. Very, very sick
this time. So sick, indeed, that the doctors told her that they would have to
deliver the baby early, once again at 27 weeks. The youngest Duffy was a bruiser, weighing in at a hefty one
pound, eleven ounces. But although
she was a good deal larger than her older sister, she was not as robust. Her
early days, weeks, and months were truly a period of day to day, sometimes hour
to hour, life and death concerns. Both
Carla and Marc felt much more worried and more stressed than they did during
their older daughter’s earliest days and weeks. Looking back, they feel that
their anxiety was so high in part because their baby’s condition was critical,
but also, because they had already been through so much the first time around. Theirs was what psychologists call a “post traumatic stress
reaction.” But unlike most who
suffer post traumatic stress, the Duffy’s were also in the middle of present
traumatic stress.
Big time.
Like
her older sister, the Duffy’s younger daughter was a fighter. As time passed
it became increasingly clear that she would survive. After three and one half months, all the Duffy’s were finally home...
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