Dreams and False Alarms: That's more like it: part deux

May 20, 2008

That's more like it: part deux

The egg retrieval was yesterday morning at 8am. We were running late, in my opinion, which means we slammed into the parking lot at 7:14am. Ahem. I dislike being late. Husband dear, has a different impression of what 'late' means. We got there, I put on the funny paper gown, with heating vents built in (want that for the couch, thankyouverymuch), and then they put the IV in my arm, lay me on the funny table, and then I went sleepy bye. When I woke up I just wanted to go back to sleep. Anesthetized sleep is so delicious. I woke up fully, felt a little shaky, drank some apple juice and then got the exciting news: 17 eggs retrieved, none looked like raisins. What I figured out from that was that more than the 10 I'd been counting on might be mature. WHOOOOOOOHOOOOOO.

I spent the rest of the afternoon drifting on the couch, eating chicken soup and slugging down gator.aid. The pain got worse throughout the afternoon, but ty.lenol was enough to keep it at bay. The dreaded PIO shot loomed at 9pm, but I swear I didn't feel a thing. It probably helps that our house is pretty warm so the oil wasn't thick, and my husband pused the plunger down really slowly. Hopefully they won't get worse.

We just got the call that 14 out of the 17 eggs fertilized!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Can you tell I'm excited? I know that it doesn't guarantee that they'll all make it to blast stage, or that any transferred will implant, but the lingering fear, the only thing we haven't been able to know much about was my eggs. So this feels like a huge relief. We're taking it one procedure at a time over here. Preparing ourselves for whatever reality dishes up, but at least we feel optimistic. Whew.

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