Transfer Day

Hey everyone!  Yesterday was our embryo transfer.  I can not even begin to tell you how nervous I was because this was the point last time that everything started to go wrong.  This time, like last time, we had many eggs fertilize.  This time, like last time, several were growing and we were able to do a 5 day transfer.  Then you don't hear anything else from the IVF lab until you go in for the transfer.  Last time, we thought everything was still going great... then the embryologist came in and slapped me in the face with some grade C embryos, then said we had nothing to freeze, then it all spiraled down into a big, fat negative.  So I was not very excited about this appointment.  We got there early because there was no traffic on a Sunday, and we had to wait in the parking lot for a nurse to let us in.  It was pretty cool because we got to go in the private "doctor" elevator and went through the office part of the fertility center, where the doctors meet, their offices, the huge file room!  It felt like just one more thing that makes Will and I not just the average everyday patient at NFC. 

When we finally got to the room, I had to get on my gown, take my valium, and wait for the embryologist to come and tell me the news.  I was so scared.. my heart was hammering in my chest, I was sweating, I was having flashbacks in my head [[[grade C, none to freeze, no good news, I'm so sorry]]]  But then the she finally came in and showed us the paper with the picture and grade of our little embies.  One perfect little grade A (!!!!) and one grade B.  She also said we have one embryo to freeze.  I felt like a thousand pound weight was lifted off of my chest!! I breathed a HUGE sigh of relief and the embryologist looked at me with these empathetic eyes and said "grade A is the best you can get, you really did great this time, try to breathe!"  I felt so much better after she left.  Just knowing I have one perfect little embryo being transferred, and one grade B which are what most people get and become pregnant, plus having one backup in case something doesn't work.  So then Will and I joked about one smart/one athletic twin, the A one being the girl because of course girls are smarter, etc. until my valium kicked in and we were ready to go! 

Dr. Hill came in and said I did amazing this cycle.  He even said we were taking a bit of a risk here implanting these 2 near perfect embryos, but he also said he understands everything I have been through, so that makes him ok with it.  We were wheeled into the transfer room for what I must say is always the most painful appointment.  I hate the speculum, I hate the stuff to "clean" your cervix with what feels like a Q-tip without the cotton, I hate the cold stuff they put on your tummy for the ultrasound, I hate the way the catheter has to snake in and out and hit all different parts of your lady areas before it gets to your uterus, and I hate hanging basically upside down for an entire hour! It hurts so bad, but at least the valium takes the edge off a little bit.  I found the little screw on the corner of the light in the ceiling very interesting for a while...

When we finished, Dr. Hill showed us the little embryos inside my uterus and told me to hang out in bed for a few days.  We have a progesterone level bloodwork appointment scheduled for July 10th and a pregnancy test scheduled for July 16th.  Everyone thinks I should test early, and I definitely could.  But I seriously think I have some form of PTSD of taking home pregnancy tests.  I have taken so many, only to see that one evil pink line every single time that threw me into hysterics and made me non functional for a good 3 or 4 days.  I look straight ahead when I walk by them in the grocery store, and if I even start thinking about opening one up, waiting for the results as it lay on the bathroom sink, I start sweating and get really hot and itchy and almost break out in hives!! They have never brought anything to me but devastation.  So, I am pretty confident that I will just wait for the blood test.  I mean, I have a perfect embryo inside me.  Perfect. How could at least one not take?  As I said before.. I am not going to think of what could go wrong.   I am ONLY thinking of what could go right.  Please pray, pray, pray.. Hopefully I will have good news to share soon!

Here is a picture of our little embryos we transferred yesterday.  Praying they latch on and grow for the next nine months!  Oh, and speaking of progesterone, I am not taking about the little progesterone pills most people get to take.  No, I take progesterone each night intramuscularly.  Enjoy, and thank your lucky stars for progesterone pills!!