So here we are back in the small doctor's office – exactly one week later, it's been a restless week and both Franky and I have been trying not to stress out and think of the impact today could have on us.

"Gidge, I'm excited to find out our results but I'm also terrified we are gonna leave here disappointed and back to square one."

"I know baby I feel exactly the same, but let's just-" I'm about to continue as Doctor Cooper walks in and greets us with two folders in her arms.

"Good morning ladies, I hope you are well, let's just get straight into the results as I'm sure one week of waiting has been long enough for you both." We both nod our heads at her, too nervous in that moment to form a reply.

"Okay let's see here, right we will start with you Franky, firstly your egg production levels are very good, actually slightly above average for a woman of 35 so that's a good sign, your hormone levels all look good too. However, I know Bridget mentioned about the physical trauma you suffered and your predictions about its affects are unfortunately right, in my professional opinion I would say that your body would not support a full-term pregnancy, you may be able to conceive, however the risk of miscarriage or premature birth are in the higher spectrum of our scale." Franky and I sit there in silence, of course we knew the injuries suffered were severe and would probably decrease our chances of Franky carrying our baby, but to actually hear the words leave Dr Coopers mouth is hard to take in. it is Franky who manages to break the silence first.

"Wow, umm okay that's not too surprising I guess, just a little difficult to actually hear from a professional rather than just thinking it ourselves." I squeeze my wife's hand tight to show her my support, Franky looks at me with a sad smile then turns to face the Doctor again.

"So Doc, that's my results, what about my wife?" I smile at Franky then turn and give the Doctor a small nod, letting her know I want her to proceed.

"Well Bridget, your egg count is on the lower end of the spectrum, meaning that because of your age there are now fewer viable than there would have been if you were Franky's age." I take in what the Doctor is saying before asking a question.

"What about my womb, how did that look on the ultrasound you performed?"

"Well that was interesting, just like your all-over physical health, it is in great condition." The Doctor says cheerily, Franky and I look at each other feeling rather deflated, it looks like neither of us will be carrying our child then.

"Doctor Cooper, what does that mean for Bridget and I then? Are you saying we won't be able to have a baby of our own?"

We wait eagerly to hear what conclusions Doctor Cooper has for us.

"Well, actually ladies, I know your results haven't come back with what you wanted to hear, but you may be surprised to hear your test results actually complement one another." Okay what the hell is this Doctor talking about, I feel like she's speaking in tongues to us right now. I turn to look at Franky whose expression shows the same as mine, utter bewilderment.

"Excuse me Dr Cooper? I don't think Franky or I have a clue what you are talking about, no offense we just aren't very clued-up on this sort of thing."

"Don't worry Bridget many people get confused by this, I shall try to explain it in the easiest way possible, basically Franky would receive hormone injections for two weeks, that would help stimulate her egg production so it is high on our scale. We would then perform an egg retrieval on Franky and use her eggs, along with donor sperm to create embryos – with the hopes of getting at least half a dozen by the end process. Are you both with me so far?" Franky and I both nod, understanding so far what Dr Cooper is saying.

"This is where you come in Bridget, we will monitor your cycle and when you are at your peak ovulating time, we will implant the embryos into your womb – probably 3 or 4 as that will give us a higher chance of at least one surviving. You will then come back to see us two weeks later and we will do a urine test to check your HCG levels, this is a hormone that is produced by the embryo so if present that will confirm pregnancy. I understand you will have a lot of questions, so please feel free to ask away." I'm trying to take in all of the information, my brain feels bombarded, however right now my emotions are getting the better of me at the thought of it being possible to get pregnant. I turn to look at Franky and she has tears flowing freely down her face, then she is the first to talk.

"So you're saying that my wife can carry a baby that would be genetically mine? That's great! Bridget, that's like the best of both worlds if you think about it, we would both have a bond with the baby." Franky gives me a megawatt smile, dimples and all and I can only return it, showing my excitement at the prospect too.

"That is 100% what I'm saying Franky, hence why I said the results are complimentary to each other, so to speak. Now the next step in the process would be for Franky to start on the hormones, I'm only going to prescribe two weeks' worth as your egg count was already really good, now it's just up to you both when you want to start the process to becoming parents, I just wouldn't leave it too long."

"You hear that Gidge, we can start right away if we want, what do you say, fancy helping stick a needle in me every day for the next two weeks?" Frankly says with a chuckle, doing hr best to lighten the mood after the onslaught of heavy information.

"I would be honoured to help you my love."