Why on earth did I think that anything could be easy? This morning I woke up elated by the fact that I only had to get up once during the night and hopeful that my gypo guts would control themselves for long enough for me to not make a complete mess of things in the transfer room.
Showered and ready to go, I expect to get into Cliff’s car and it’s locked. So I ask nicley open please… and he says “it is open.” I tried three times and it did not open. Then he walks over thinking his battery in the central locking has gone and opens it up with his key. Hmmm. Alarm bell #1 goes off. “Hon, lets just take my car.” “No, No, I’ll just jump start it while we’re rolling down the road.” Double Hmmmm. Alarm bell # 2 goes off. “Erm, ok”. Well suffice it to say that the jump start by rolling backwards downhill in our complex did not get the car started. So now the car won’t start and our car is in the middle of the road in our complex. Lurvely. Cliff gets my car and we try to jump start the car with jumper leads. Nada nothing it’s bloody dead. *sigh* This would not have happened if we had just taken my car! Then at 06h40 in the morning we had to push his big ass heavy car to the verge and drive to the clinic in my car anyway… (It took tremendous self restraint BUT I held back the I told you so, we’d already had “harsh” words in the above exchange anyway, we really did not need more.)
Get to clinic, rush to loo in case I need to go and nothing. Yeeha! Success (yeah right!) Went into see Stephan and before I can launch into my well prepared case as to why we should transfer 3 if we have 3, He’s like “so what do you think about transferring 3?”. It seems he also believes with our past history and the fall off rate of this lot of embryo’s that 3 was the way to go. We still had 5 going today. Two very slow growing quite sad looking embies, but 3 amazing excellent quality blastocysts!
Down to the ward to start filling my bladder. And that is where the wheels started to fall off. The more water I was drinking to fill my bladder (a much required tool when it comes to ET) the more I felt like my tummy needed to go. Two false starts later, I finally had to go and lost some of my hard filled urine in the process. After explaining the delicate situation to the sister she called Stephan who came down to have a look see. Bladder not nearly full enough to do transfer. He was concerned that the runny tummy was not good. Checked me out – pitter pattered on my tummy with his hands (tender over ovaries nothing over stomache) listened to the insides with a stethoscope and said we needed to fill up super quick and do transfer as quickly as possible after I was full. I had to lie down in the retrieval beds and fill up. I was terrified that I was going to shart in my dear doctors face.
Finally it was go time and before transfer they checked our little ones again and the embryologist was over the moon with them – in the 3 1/2 hours we were wiating to fill my bladder they had continued to grow and were looking according to her amazing! Then Stephan had to battle my kinky cervix and my clentched butt cheeks and our beautiful embabies were put back where they belong.
At our clinice we don’t get pics of the embies they transfer but they do give you a pic of the scan as they transfer them and you see the “flash”. When they handed the print out to me the shape of my ute around the flash of the embies looked just like a baby forming and the flash looked like it’s eye. Now I’m not normally into looking for signs where there are none but it seems too good a sign to ignore right? We test on Friday the 13th 😉
We’re optimistic that this might just be it.