I’m pregnant! Okay, fair, we don’t actually know yet, but I’m thinking positive this time! Well, trying to anyway…
Our embryo transfer this morning was a success, although the drive to the hospital and our attempts at parking were less than desirable due to the football fans. I wanted to leave our home by 9:30am, an hour before our appointment, but at such time, Eric was still in the shower. That man is going to be late for his own funeral!
We ended up parking in a valet spot, hoping not to be towed. In our defense though, there were truly no other spots in the ramp we about had to break into. As much as I love football games, it’s truly a shame the patients come second those Saturdays. I guess healthcare don’t make the University as much money as football…
The transfer itself was fairly simple, having been through this once before. My vitals were taken and then we were each asked to change, me into a hospital gown and robe (ultra-sexy, just how I always pictured getting pregnant) and Eric into scrubs. Our outfits were completed with those awesome blue hair bonnets. Eric looks slightly pissed in the picture of the two of us, but he must have been just focusing on taking the selfie!
And then we waited. I had made sure to drink Vitamin Water on the way to the hospital, as instructed to arrive with a full bladder, but I didn’t expect my doctor to be held up in clinic with another procedure. Of course. We waited almost an hour in the procedure room, with my bladder becoming more and more uncomfortable by the minute. Thankfully the doctor on today is super laid-back, the same doctor who did my first transfer actually. I made every attempt not to pee on him, as he assured me it had never happened in the past, and I certainly didn’t want to be the first!
Before the actual transfer our doctor reviewed our embryos’ progress with us. Again, the risks involved with a twin pregnancy were discussed… My doctor highly recommended we transfer only one embryo, as the odds of twins with transferring two is 35%-40%. There was a part of me that really wanted to transfer two, for a variety of reasons, but I trust my doctor, and Eric, and agreed to transfer just one today. Somehow there is still a chance of twins, but very small. Something about 5 day blasts much more likely to split.
Based on the grading, we have 1 embryo we can freeze for sure, a second that looks very likely to be frozen, and then one more which is a maybe, but no guarantees. Ultimately, two of our six aren’t growing as they should and will be discarded. I meant to ask why four fertilized abnormally, but forgot in the excitement of the transfer.
I’m okay with transferring just one today, although there is a tiny part of me that will feel bad if this doesn’t work this time, that will wonder if we’d transferred two if we’d ended with a singleton pregnancy anyway. Time will tell… Just so over these procedures.
The transfer was fast, a test catheter was used first to make sure placement would be ideal, the embryologist brought in our embryo, and then we watched on ultrasound as it was nestled into just the right spot.
After the transfer I was left to rest for ten minutes while Eric cutely distracted me from my extremely full bladder. (Being a urologist, he enjoyed seeing it on ultrasound.)
I was finally able to pee, then we exited the procedure area and returned to recovery to dress and then were on our way. No activity restrictions although obviously we weren’t going to the game, or tailgating. We did stop at Hy-Vee on the way home, first at their Starbucks, yes, I got decaf, and then to pick up a few goodies to eat while we watched the game at home.
I’ve been resting on the couch, alternating between peeing and eating. Eric was by my side all afternoon while the game was on, but he was paged to the ER two hours ago and still isn’t home. Our plan was to grill out tonight, but perhaps we’ll save that for tomorrow.
I had quite a bit of cramping earlier this afternoon, but all seems calm now. I assume this is to be expected, although I don’t really remember much pain after our transfer last cycle. As for meds, all are finished expect for the progesterone injections each evening. I’m used to them now, but still can’t say I enjoy them. I tolerate them, and thankfully feel comfortable giving them to myself if Eric happens to be away some evening, which is very, very possible knowing his awesome schedule.
Eric is on his way home now, so I’ll leave you with a picture of our son or daughter, due around June 1st 🙂