23 May, 2024

Where the fairy tale has a happy end – Nani Tatishvili’s blog

From Play Doctor to Miracle Maker: My Journey in Reproductive Medicine

Ever since I was a little girl, pretend play revolved around doctor's appointments. Lining up my toys, I'd diagnose their ailments with the utmost seriousness. Maybe it was in my blood – my family tree is thick with doctors, both past and present. The sterile scent of hospitals and the crisp white coats were a comforting backdrop to my childhood.

Years passed, and my interests branched out. But that childhood fascination with medicine always simmered beneath the surface. While other kids craved the thrill of tag, a strange boredom settled over me. It was time to revisit that familiar path.

Medical school was a whirlwind of possibilities. Each new rotation in a different specialty sparked a flicker of intrigue.But nothing quite compared to the world of reproductive medicine. The patients' eyes – a mix of hope and vulnerability – resonated deep within me. Here, I wasn't just treating illnesses; I was a potential bridge to parenthood, a dream many couples desperately held onto.

The first time I observed an egg retrieval, my nerves mirrored the patient's. Witnessing the delicate procedures, the unfamiliar medical jargon washing over me – it was overwhelming in the best way possible. Then came the embryo transfer, a moment of pure, tearful joy. The miracle of life unfolding right before my eyes left me breathless.

The world of the embryology lab held its own magic – the awe of witnessing new life taking its first tentative steps. But the weight of responsibility settled in too. Unsuccessful pregnancies, the emotional toll – these were inevitable parts of the journey. Yet, giving up was never an option.

Every time I hear the rhythmic thump of a fetal heartbeat, it's like a life force being pumped into my own spirit. Seeing the radiant faces of soon-to-be mothers, the heartfelt "thank yous" – these are the moments that mend any wounds, the antidotes to the inevitable challenges.

Today, the good and the bad come hand-in-hand. But there's no place I'd rather be than by my patients' sides. This career is a calling, a constant reminder that I chose the right path.

Reproductive doctors, we're a unique breed. We're warriors fighting for our patients' dreams, wielding not stethoscopes but a deep well of compassion. We're angels with stethoscopes, fulfilling the most profound human desire – the creation of new life. There's no greater purpose, no greater reward.