Normally, when I get to the end of a box of tampons, I buy another box – that way, I won’t get caught short the following month.
This month, however, I paused and thought about it some more. If I get a period next month, it will be because this cycle of IVF has failed. Should I remain optimistic, and work on the assumption that I may not need said tampons? If I buy the tampons, am I admitting to myself that I won’t get pregnant as a result of the treatment? Will this then become a self-fulfilling prophecy?
I want – no, I need – to believe that this will work. I do not want to think about how I will feel if I get a negative result. I am terrified by the thought that I could put myself through all this, and still be left with nothing at the end of it. And yet I know that, statistically speaking, a negative is a more likely outcome than a positive. Obviously, there are plenty of stories with a happy ending out there. But there are lots of others that don’t end so well: I am not naïve enough to think that this will definitely work out for me.
Mr H tells me that I am a born pessimist - that I could make Eeyore look cheerful. But experience has taught me that shit does happen, and that it’s best to be prepared. And so I bought the box of tampons.