I was a frozen embryo, one of perhaps hundreds of thousands of them at the time, created via an in vitro fertilization industry unregulated and out of control. But I was fortunate. I was the first frozen embryo ever adopted. Before I had a name, I was assigned a number, not an identity. The backstory is that my parents, John and Marlene Strege, had experienced infertility, the result of my mother’s premature ovarian failure. My mother, similar t…