We had a 3 day transfer this morning!
Up early to get to the clinic, it must have been the miff weather, but Cliff and I ended up having a bit of a disagreement on the way there about the speed we needed to drive to get there and be on time… He thought he needed to drive at Grandpa pace and I thought he needed to drive a bit faster than that, so we ended up having a barney. On the day of our transfer. Nice. We got to the clinic and talked about our fight, so that we would at least be able to pretend we loved each other in the IVF suite and kissed and made up – sjoe, crisis diverted…
We went into the doctors office to discuss our embies, and my heart was pounding, I could kind of hear a “whooshing” in my ears it was working so darn hard… As you all know out of our 12 eggs, we had 10 that had fertlised and this morning we still had all 10 growing… Embie number 1 was T.E.X.T.B.O.O.K, they had written a huge T next to it on the page. It was a perfect 8 celled beauty and I could see straight off that it was a goodie. The next few were not as great, some at 5 cells and some at 4 cells and degenerating etc but then we got to embie number 11 which was also T.E.X.T.B.O.O.K… At our lab they do not freeze anything that they do not consider even remotely viable, and we were blown away to hear that they thought we had 4 embies good enough to make the freezing grade… Naturally we elected to freeze them, just in case they are needed for future use.
Once we had seen all our beautiful embies, we went down the the IVF suite and I got dressed in the delicious theatre gown and got myself ready for operation bladder fill. Three glasses of water and one big mug of tea later and we were ready for action… into the theatre I walked with Cliff in his pseudo scrubs at my side, hopped onto the bed and got all jellied up – hold the boat, madam, my bladder was this measly little balloon and was not full enough to start the transfer… Ooi wei! So we ended up chatting to the coolest IVF nurse of the lot for about 25 minutes while we waited for the liquid to fill up my bladder while listening to classical music. Once the liquid had traveled to the correct destination, we called down the doc and my legs got all happy with the stirrups. Poor Dr J really battled to get the cathertre through my cervix (which apparently has quite a stubborn kink in it) and ended up having to pull my uterus down with forceps to get it through – one word – OUCH. He even told me not to worry and that he would not pull my ute out completely… Yowza! But finally he got it to the magic place and we got to see our beautiful embies “flash” into my uterus. I leaked a few tears and think I might have broken some bones in Cliff’s hand, but our “babies” are back in the mothership…
I am so excited and am already SO very attached to number 1 and 11. I pray that God will continue to bless this cycle and breathe the final bit of life into my little ones, and that He will continue to let them grow and develop in my womb.
My heart is bursting with love and I have this burning desire to see who these perfect embies will become… The next two weeks will be tough to get through, but the plan is to keep myself as busy as I can, to try not obsess about my embies too much and just to get through each day as it comes.
Testing on 06th June 2008.