Stamp collecting, archery and ovaries...Oh my!

I completed my last pre-screening item for the egg donation process. This morning I went down and got a psychological test and interview completed. Um...it it was rough. I am not gonna lie. It was basically a counseling session. I went to a shrink in other words. I talked about my childhood and my 'worst' life experience. I had to talk about my home life and she asked me if I was in any kinda of an abusive relationship. She asked me if I used drugs or alcohol to cope with my life. I also had to answer if I had ever paid for sex or had anyone pay me for sex. There were a lot of serious questions about my emotional health and life experiences. Then there was a standardized fill in the bubbles with a pencil test. It was over 300 questions and a lot of the same type questions. I had to answer how the questions related to me in four degrees; very true, mainly true, slightly true and not at all true, false. A few questions were:

My favorite hobbies are stamp collecting and archery. (WTH??)

I feel like someone is controlling my thoughts.

Someone is telling me to commit suicide.

I have a hard time keeping my thoughts straight.

So of course most of the questions seemed totally crazy...or were they? ;o)

That was just over two hours of my day and I won't even know if I am going to be compensated or even if it is for a purpose until someone picks my file. What if they want someone more German or less Norwegian? I am being discriminated against in a way. I know people want to make sure that their kid has the qualities that closely match the sperm donor or their background, I totally get that. But I want to be doing this for a reason. Will I be the last one picked for dodgeball? lol.

I feel pretty secure in my relationships and in how I am as a person. I am confident in many areas, but for some reason, sitting in front of a 'shrink' while she asks me personal questions about my life and how it made me feel, makes me uncomfortable. It made me nervous and wondering if what I said would make her write down something that will make the fertility clinic chuck my file in the shredder. It is kinda worse than a job interview. People will see all my info and decide if they want their child to have my characteristics and genetic makeup.

And she made sure to ask me how I would feel if the 'child' decided to contact me. Since I mentioned I was blogging about this experience she made me realize that posting this info for informational purposes might just lead to them lfinding me in 15-20 years or so. And I told her the truth. I wouldn't mind since all we would have in common is a little bit of DNA and I am not that person's 'mother'. Obviously this child will be cared for since people spend lots of money and try this process usually more than once before it works. So, they are wanted by the best situation possible. It makes me feel important to be a part of that process. I hope it works out for someone and IF they choose me, I hope they get enough viable embryos fertilized so they can make their dreams a reality.

So, all in all, it was a situation that I am glad I won't have to relive, but the hard part is coming. If they pick me, I have to give myself needles full of hormones for a few weeks. I may just faint. LOL. Or it will make me stronger. I will keep you all---if you are reading this--informed of the next steps in the process. Now I just sit and wait for news from the clinic. ::crosses fingers::

Here are two pictures of the awesome Ravenel Bridge which I crossed to get into Mount Pleasant via I26 to get to the psychological testing this morning....