I suppose I left off the night of trigger. It was weird the next day, not having to take any shots. I had become so used to my injection schedule running my life. 8 am orgalutran, 6pm repronex and puregon. Day after day.
The morning of egg retrieval was full of excitement and apprehension. How many follicles would be mature? How many eggs would I get? How many would fertilize? It seems with this process you are always waiting for something. Waiting for the next step, or the next news. You never seem to be out of the woods. I have to say the drugs they gave me for my retrieval were fine! I was a giggling school girl. Chris was amused at my antics while waiting and in the procedure room. The blood pressure monitoring seemed to be the source of my amusement. I felt no pain at all. When Dr. V went to my left ovary first, I didn’t even flinch. Impressive, the nurse said! I didn’t even know they had started! I felt a bit of a pinch on the right side, but again, not uncomfortable at all.
In all, they retrieved 12 follicles, and 10 eggs. Then they mixed with Chris’s boys and the next morning the report came back 9 fertilized! Amazing! We were scheduled for a 5 day transfer, which is everyone’s wish in the IVF world.
So we wait 5 days for transfer. Of course they don’t give you a play by play to know how your little guys are doing, so on Friday I was wondering how all the little ones did, but happy that they hadn’t called me early for a 3 day transfer instead. Full bladder ultrasounds and I do not mix. The last time I did one I had a full on panic attack, and it was horrible. So this time I erred on the side of not drinking enough. HA! So, my procedure was pushed back a bit while I drank some more. In the end, we put in 2 little embies. One full blast, and one morula that was just on the cusp of being a blast. I’m happy with that. None of our other guys were of sufficient quality to freeze though. I have to admit I was a little disappointed. I mean we had 9 to start, and only ended up with 2?
Here is a little picture of the procedure. This is a picture of the scan, so not all that great, but you can see 2 white spots on the left. Those are air bubbles, and the babies are in between those 2 bubbles. Dr. L was excellent. Patient with my bladder, funny and put us at ease instantly :)
It’s been 8 days since the transfer. I’ve had no problems with hyperstimulation, no symptoms, except a dull ache in my nether regions that’s been pretty constant. I don’t know what’s going on down there. Today is Saturday and I go for my blood test on Wednesday. 4 more days. The waiting is horrible. I haven’t had any spotting or blood at all. Did it work? Did one or both take? Am I pregnant for real?
Time will tell. A beta (blood test) on Wednesday, an ultrasound 3 weeks after that, and I’m still not in the clear. You wait and hope you don’t have a miscarriage. Like I said, the waiting and worry never ends. I’m not a God believer, but I still pray, plead, beg for this to happen for me, for us, for our family. I talk to the little babies in my belly and hope they settle in for a long comfy ride to this world.
Promise I’ll write more soon.
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