THE FANCY CLINIC; LAWYERS

After my meeting with Abby, I went home and collapsed on my bed. I watched some trashy TV and I tried not to think about how Abby never really gave me answers to my questions. I pushed away the doubt I have about this doctor and this clinic. Why wouldn’t I go to the big, fancy famous place? There was no need to find another doctor, just because the people here were so annoying, unfriendly and unhelpful. I wanted to get pregnant and this doctor promised it would happen. So there. Done. I was sticking to it.

I started making the lawyer calls.

I left a bunch of messages and only reached one lawyer. I explained my situation.

“You know the donor?” the lawyer asks, incredulous.

“Yes, he’s been my best friend for 20 years, but we are not co parenting.” I explained the highlights again.

“No, no, no, I don’t do anything like that.  I can’t help you. I handle divorces and family law.”

I wondered why her name was on my list. “OK, thanks,” I said, about to hang up.

“And I don’t recommend doing this,” the lawyer, who couldn’t help me, added.

“Excuse me?” I asked.

“This is just not going to work out. I know many cases where people have tried this and it never works. There is going to be a big fight and a big problem. You two will not only end up suing each other, but this friendship will be over.”

I was in shock. I was livid. Well, she deals with divorce so she must see a lot of anger and hatred. I didn’t want to argue with her. I didn’t give a shit about her.  “OK. I said, “Thanks.”

Before I hung up, she jumped in again, “Besides, if he’s the birth father, he has rights. No legal document can prevent him from suing you.”

Now I felt the need to engage, “Why are you even on this list? Why is your name on the third-party donor lawyer list at The Fancy Clinic?”

“I don’t know,” she said then added, “Don’t go through with this. You are much safer going with a sperm bank. You will ruin your friendship and end up in court.”

“Thanks,” I said, slamming the phone down. (Actually, I didn’t slam the phone down but I pushed the “OFF” button really hard.) I felt sick to my stomach.

A little while later, after I had eaten a handful of chocolate chips and a container of frozen yogurt, another lawyer called me back. I explained my situation. He was confused. “What do you need me to do?” he asked. “I’m not sure what I can help you with.”

“The Fancy Clinic said you’d know what I needed,” I told the lawyer.

“Um, noooo. I could help you if the known donor wanted to be anonymous, but this is an odd situation. Using a friend as a donor who will be involved… but not a co parent?”

“Right,” I said.

“Um… No, there’s nothing I can do.  The Dad will have rights no matter what contact I draw up, unless he’s anonymous.”

“So you have no idea what kind of contract this clinic wants?”

“No.”

Was this really such a strange situation? I was kind of shocked. I would have thought this happened all the time. So, now what? My first insemination was going to be in a few weeks and I was having no luck with this lawyer thing. I was nervous that I wouldn’t get my paper work done in time so I decided to call The Fancy Clinic and I left messages for Abby and Linda.  I left my cell phone number.

No one called me back that day.

The next day I called again, leaving my cell phone number, because I was out of the house all day. When I got home that night, there was a message from Linda. Too late to call her back.

The next day, I called again, “Hi Linda, I left you a message yesterday.  Can you call me on my cell phone, because yesterday, you called my home number, so I didn’t get the message till late? Here’s the cell number…”

When I got home that night, there was a message on my home phone again. AGH!!

I called back again and she didn’t call me back again.

So I was a few days closer to the insemination and no lawyer papers.

Somehow, I had a feeling maybe no one would even notice if I didn’t have these papers.  The Fancy Clinic was a Fancy Mess.

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