Well, we had our embryo transfer about an hour ago. Now I’m laying on the couch, laptop in lap with the ID channel on. I’ll be watching Doctor Who later with the husband, so no worries about me watching murdery type things all day. For now, my loving husband is off to the grocery store to pick some stuff up for the next few days while I’m couch bound.
So, before I talk about the transfer, first I have an insane story to tell. They were doing another retrieval this morning, and the after-retrieval area is only separated a curtain from the pre-transfer area. So the husband and I are sitting there waiting for the doctor and the retrieval couple are sitting on the other side of the curtain and all the sudden I hear “come on girl, come on. Get the oxygen tank! Come on, stay awake!” The girl had “crashed” due to the pain meds given after the anesthesia. Heartbeat gone and everything. That was one of the scariest things I’ve ever experienced. Luckily it was only for a few seconds (which felt like hours to ME and I wasn’t her husband sitting there.. I can’t imagine how he felt). Wow.. just insanely scary. So glad that she was okay and alert soon after. The anesthesiologist said that she had a “vagal reaction.” No clue what that means, but I plan to Google later. I just hope everyone has an anesthesiologist as quick and as good to react as my clinic has.
So, our transfer (not to take away from the big story, which I think is the story of the girl above) was amazing! We got to the clinic and had to wait a little while. We were both so jumpy and excited that it felt like it to forever to go to the back. Finally they called us back and we both got ready. Husband went full scrubs, I went all open back robe, while both of us dawned booties, cap and surgical mask. We looked super cute. Then the embryologist came out to talk to us about the embryos. We had two very strong, 8 celled embryos to transfer. They want them to be 8 called by this point, so they were right on track! We also have an 8 cell and a 6 cell in the lab still growing. If they turn into blasts by day five, we can freeze them both. This information was way above our expectations. We were elated! Once she handed us the picture of the little ones, my husband looks at it and says “you know, it’s amazing how much they look like us.” He got a good laugh out of me on that one. 🙂
So they got transferred without any hiccups and now I am just relaxing and enjoying the feeling of being excited and hopeful. My pregnancy test is schedule for 10-11-12, which my husband and I both think is super awesome. 🙂 Grow little ones! We want to meet you and love you and take care of you forever!!
Today has been a big day for me. I wanted to start by thanking everyone who has taken the time to read my blog and show your love and compassion for me and my husbands journey. I know we are all struggling with the same thing, so the fact that you’ve all taken time out of your days and lives to read about our struggle really means the world to me. This blog has helped keep me sane(ish) over the past 3.5 months and it’s all because of all of you all! Big thanks to everyone! I hope to be able to keep showing you how much I appreciate you all by being supportive and helpful whenever you need me! Much love for you all!
Today I also remembered why I hate hydrocodone. It makes me itch. All over. All the time…. constantly… without stopping. I’ve been trying to sleep ever since I got home. I’m exhausted, but for some reason I can’t seem to fall all the way asleep. I feel like I’m awake, but an hour seems to pass by like nothing. Maybe I’m falling asleep a little? Why doesn’t it feel like it? Oh well, at least I get to lay around and rest. I need it! *scratch scratch scratch*
So, the big part of my day was my egg retrieval. The anesthesiologist today was amazing. He was so nice and funny and helpful. He put music on for me while we waited on the doctor and had a long discussion with me about ice cream, yogurt and smoothies. He kept me very calm before a very big procedure, and I will be forever grateful. So once the doctor came in (8:00 on the nose) the anesthesiologist immediately put in the meds to make me fall asleep. Good thing I had a couple seconds (literally) before I actually fell asleep because no one told me not to lay on my gown, and apparently this was a big problem. I had just enough time to yank the gown out from under me and get back into my butt-hanging-off-the-table position before I was out. I awoke, kind of, about twenty minutes later. Apparently we were having some conversations about the number of eggs retrieved and… other things? I guess? So the total collected was 8! I know it’s not a lot, and the odds are still not really in our favor… BUT… it’s one more than I had total on Tuesday… and the fact that they got them all out (plus the extra) was fantastic. Now I am completely stressed out about finding out how many fertilized tomorrow. I mean…. this is the most stressed out I’ve been so far. I’m hoping to just sleep most of the time until the phone call tomorrow.
Will any fertilize? If so, will it be a three-day or a five-day transfer? Ah! The waiting game is never ending! 🙂 I’m glad this part is over and that 8 were retrieved though! Yippy!
Now it’s time to get more rest and try to relax. Nothing I can do from here. It’s all up to the lab techs, eggs and spermies….. go go go guys!!!