Cryos Crazy

At 45; for the first time ever, I had enough economic stability to not be kept up nightly by the thought of how I would pay rent if I lost my job. I had finally reached a level at which I believed my job was reliable, in a company that could see me through until retirement age. Now was finally the time to consider all the things that had been unthinkable when I was doing a daily balance sheet to see whether I could afford to go for a beer after work or buy the good meat at the supermarket. I bought myself the car I had wanted for many years, and it was satisfying. I loved the freedom and comfort of that car with all its frufy luxurious extras.

A few months later a report ran on the news about the rise in numbers of women using Cryos to circumvent the NHS artificial insemination restrictions. It was an interesting conundrum. The report was clearly conveying that foreign sperm were not desirable for the UK public because it eluded controls, but; the UK national sperm bank after two years of existence had only seven (yes 7) donors. Also, the few donors there were in the UK had apparently each fathered hundreds of kids. Danish sperm seemed a better option just on that basis. However; I would never have been considered at my age and suddenly it seemed like there was a loophole that I hadn’t been aware of. I could do it myself at home following instructions (something I am very good at) and for a third of the cost of using a clinic. On the website you can choose from an extensive catalogue same as when you customise shoes or configure a car: you choose height, eye colour, educational background, hair colour, etc. I suppose this isn’t surprising to someone of a younger generation that might be used to doing that on dating apps, but; for me it was like choosing candy from a shop that had all the variants on display behind the counter. I settled my mind on a John Taylor looking type that purported to have a PHD.

I made some calls; explained my circumstances and was given a green light to go ahead. I tried timing the optimum week of the month. Selections made and paid; a week later I received a dry ice container by express courier from a delivery guy that looked at me like I was a drug dealer or maybe terminally ill. Despite having lived alone for over 20 years I felt the need to draw the curtains and close the doors in the house as I hid in the bedroom to take the syringe out. Outside it was a sunny warm day. Opening the container that released a small cloud of vapour reminded me of high school science experiments where roses were shattered. The sensation of inserting the payload was a bit surreal but rolling into an inverted position was what made me feel a genuine idiot. Upside down on my bed feeling movement inside me I had the sense of covert shame that comes from transgressing the expected. Who was I to think I might make this work? But why not me? Loads of people with no education or prospects – or decidedly less desirable genes, -had children they mistreated or couldn’t properly care for, so why shouldn’t I have a chance? Not predictably for me; as I genuinely had my hopes up and thought I should have good chances given all the articles I consumed about women in menopause getting pregnant accidentally and fifty-year-old celebrities having babies, I did not get pregnant. I returned the dry ice container with remorse for having been so naïve as to hope I might achieve it on my own in a one off.

Then came the Create clinic. I did my research and found the ostensibly best private clinic (the one reporting the highest success rate). I made many trips to this clinic in the lead up to putting myself in hock to credit card debts that I rationalised could be paid off over a year. Coincidentally the clinic was near St Pauls, so I also made many trips to the cathedral to light candles and contemplate before or after visits to the clinic. The first doctor I spoke with; a Greek expatriate, made me feel cozy about his competence and that he actually cared about my case. I explained I could afford to do this once only and he advised me to put myself in his hands, so I did. I understood that their success rate was substantially due to them not advising to proceed if the prospects of success were not good. I was made to do a psych evaluation with a person who didn’t really listen to my answers but charged for rubber stamping my green light. Then came weeks of injections, an extraction, the declaration that I had quality and prospects that were good, an embryo an implantation and a failure. An upsetting and disappointing failure.

Incidentally, the Greek doctor that convinced me it was a good idea didn’t appear again after the initial visits; or after the failure. Who I did get after the failure expressed to me that I should not have expected anything given my age; it had been a longshot, and I needed to get on with life. She seemed to think spending 3,700 GBP was an exercise to purge or release feelings rather than actually because I had thought I might get pregnant out of it. I couldn’t reconcile the earlier message that my prospects were good with the later message that I was a sucker for having spent money on this process. I was angry and frustrated but mostly miserable. Looking back, I know I was taken advantage of. Not by Cryos; that sell a product same as a mail order for any purchasable good, but by the clinic in the heart of London. I suppose the desperation of women pushed past their viable breeding age by economic constraint or other circumstance is simply a cash cow to a lot of interested professionals. I wonder how many of the other private clinics operate by the same profit driven rules. But mostly I curse an economic model that punishes women for seeking economic independence; where women have to work 20 to 30% of the year for free compared to their male counterparts and / or work hours so long for such an extended period of their lives that when they come up for air their chances for certain things in life are long gone (even if the people selling them services wont own up to that).

On Feminism – thoughts from today

Many people say it should not matter to me if it doesn’t hurt me.  What they don’t understand is that this is actually quite damaging to women´s rights, the women´s movement, feminism or however you like to think about the idea that women are beings of equal value to men and deserve to be treated as such.

At a time when women in Iran are fighting to be allowed to speak their own minds and not be randomly murdered for showing cranial hair in public; when girls in Afghanistan are being sold by their fathers as brides for the Taliban or beaten for smiling in public; when women in Saudi can still be accused of adultery if they report a rape (which still has a possible stoning offence); when girls in Nepal are still ostracised from their homes during their monthly cycle; when in China the son-bias still drives a ratio of 8 girls to every 10 boys; when women in Europe, Africa and Asia continue to be enslaved by the sex trade; when women in Qatar cannot enjoy basic freedoms without the permission of their male guardian; when lesbian women in South Africa are still subjected to  ¨corrective¨ rape, when female genital mutilation is still common in some African countries and honour killing still exists as a concept in some Eastern ones; and while globally women are still getting paid less while performing the same work as a man despite what is still (generally speaking) a greater burden of responsibility at home and with offspring: I feel there is still a very long way to go before anyone can seriously say we have reached a point where women have enough privilege or should move over to stop pulling focus from other causes.  If another cause means taking away from the fight for women’s genuine equality, then it damages women’s rights.  People in the USA make it all about having a choice to have an abortion; but it is about so much more than that choice or women being the decisionmakers of their own health care. 

It is about men worldwide interiorising that women have equal value to men; intrinsically as human beings.  It is about relationships with women being based in respect for a person with vital value rather than a hole, other, mystery, image for gratification, servant, cook or punching bag for venting frustrations.  I recently saw Elisabeth Banks in an interview express eloquently that people still see women as second-class citizens and that is why they continue to diminish women´s achievements as lucky rather than deserved or the result of work and talent.  In my own work life, I once had a boss tell me I had an uncanny knack for <<stumbling on>> the best solutions to issues that needed fixing; rather than acknowledge my capability for doing my job or my MBA or decade plus of experience.  I´m quite sure I am not the only woman to have had their ideas dismissed in meetings only to hear them praised when they were parroted out of a male mouth minutes later as though they were a new take. 

Men don’t generally think about any of the aforementioned unless you bring it up in a discussion.  I once commented to a colleague at work I did not want to have to travel to Saudi Arabia and he was perplexed as to why.  I spelled out women´s rights in Saudi and he said ¨oh yeah, I didn’t even think about that¨.  I´m quite sure no woman on earth that hadn’t been living under a rock or that was otherwise completely ignorant of the existence of Middle Eastern cultures could ever discuss potential travel to Saudi without having the treatment of women in mind. It makes me angry when I see paid advertising on international news networks that showcase business opportunities in Dubai, Qatar, and Saudi with no thought to the fact that they are ostensibly indicating a return on investment is more important than the values of the country you might sink your money into.  I despair that climate conferences have not driven more tangible actions from western civilizations that are happy to criticise the practices of China as violating human rights while simultaneously they kowtow to Saudi Arabia.  But of course, these governments are still mostly driven and run by patriarchal groups that don’t truly believe that women’s rights are human rights.  If they did then they would have invested more in alternative energy sources decades ago whether or not they believed in the imminence of the climate crisis; simply in order to advance human rights.  But of course, women’s rights take a back seat whenever decision makers don’t have them front and centre in their minds or written objectives.  So, when a man comes to Europe and ignores the female leader in a meeting with the EU no one in the room calls it out.  So when Sweden drops equality from foreign policy requirements people say it wasn’t getting anywhere anyway. So the world cup was awarded to a country where women are treated like possesions or children; but it isn’t until years and numerous migrant worker deaths later that anyone thinks really it was not a good idea to award the cup to Qatar, and even then women’s rights seem to be an afterthought behind freedoms for gay men. By the way; I am not in any way intending to diminish the importance of LGBT rights. I mean only to say that women’s right are not less important and should not be considered less (or an afterthought) because of a patriarchal worldview. I mean, did you see the Australian team’s video? No mention of women at all… Which is my point.

Feminism has not achieved its aims; indeed, has had to fight not just against the patriarchy but in recent years also against European women and men claiming feminazis want too much.  In my personal experience that idea generally comes from a place of ignorance regarding the definition of feminism: the advocacy of women’s rights on the ground of the equality of the sexes.

But it is true many women don’t want to be equal.  Many women don’t want to be subject to any potential draft in any form whatsoever.  I am sure quite a lot of men would rather never be subject to any draft either. It is not about women vs men it’s more a question of conscientious objection to my mind; and incorporating non-front-line services for those who prefer not to hold a gun.  Although Ukraine and Israel show quite well; if history wasn’t enough, that women are quite capable soldiers if needed.  Many women don’t want to lose preferential consideration in child custody hearings; which personally isn’t thinking about the best for the child but just being selfish.

Many women don’t want to hear that having your period isn’t a valid reason for calling in sick to work in the age of over-the-counter pain relief and other freely available treatments.  But equality is the goal and to achieve it means benefits as well as responsibilities.  Can you imagine any argument justifying equal pay at the same time as government approved menstruation days?  It´s absurd.  No one is saying that there aren’t some women with heavy flows that require extra care.  I myself had to take the pill to reduce my 15-day long periods to a manageable 3 and still had cramps and other symptoms but dragged my ass to work. When I was studying for my MBA, another woman once said in a group exercise that she didn’t feel capable of decision making while having her period because she got hormonal mood swings.  I asked her; do you realise you’ve just said in front of a class of men that women should not hold managerial positions and that made her angry for sure but not as much as the pusillanimous idea that periods make women inadequate for leadership positions.  Did she think men aren’t hormonal and distracted most of most days? Some of the male MBA students actively watched porn while we were in work groups; and judging by how often an average man fails to look a woman in the face until after he´s looked at the rest of her I am fairly convinced their hormonal impairments are month long every month of the year not merely coming to the surface cyclically.

So given that women are divided on how much equality is needed or wanted and a lot of women vote against their own interests; like trees voting for an axe because the axe has a wooden handle, it is easy for other groups to demand women move aside or shut up because they feel more important than women´s liberation or equality.  But truly we are considering 49,5% of the global population. How can any other group be more important than the interests of basically one of every two people on earth? And if we fight for women’s rights isn’t this defacto fighting for all the other equalities of all the demographics that those women belong to?