Here's an update after our egg retrival....
Over the weekend we had lost a couple of the embryos, which is normal. She also had a grading system for them and they were looking good. On Monday, she called to say that the craziest thing had happened. One of the embryos was in the shape of a heart. She said she's only seen it a couple times and sent me a picture. It instantly brought tears to my eyes. It was like God has already filled these embryos with love.
The next day we were scheduled to go in at 9:15. This time I was allowed to eat, but I had to arrive with a full bladder. I had started taking progesterone 3 times a day over the weekend and on Monday night, I was feeling major dizziness from it. My body wasn't use to that dosage and I woke up Tuesday morning with a very swimmy head still. I hadn't been nervous until that morning and the feeling just freaked me out.
As we drove to Lexington, I would hear my phone go off with text messages from well wishers, but I didn't want to even bend over to check them. I kept counting down the minutes until we were back home and this process was over with. I hated the extreme nervousness I was experiencing the past couple weeks.
They get us into a room to get me prepped. We have to wait a few minutes and I'm just so nervous. I want to get this over with. Our doctor comes in the room to talk with us. He's so great explaining everything and being super professional.
We had been debating between 2 or 3 embryos to transfer. And up to that point, we really hadn't made a decision. With 2, our chances of twins was 15%. We honestly were ok with twins and were hoping to increase those chances. With 3, a chance of twins went up to about 40% with triplets being 10%. We wanted to defer to the doctor and as much as we were ok with twins, we were very against triplets. There are too many risks going in that direction.
The doctor told us that our embryos were even more advanced than where they should be. The embryologist had picked the best 2 embryos for us. They both recommended just those two. The doctor said that with the way these looked we were looking at about a 70% chance of success. I took a quick look at Mike and we were both thrilled with that number. He said because we were family he would even say it could even be a 90% chance...something he wouldn't say to another patient. This was great news! However, that 10% was huge. We are very use to bad news, so 10% meant a lot.
We went into the operating room and it took no more than 10 minutes to complete the process. I had my husband at my side holding my hand.
The drive home was very exciting. We felt good about everything and we were told we could find out the results in 8 days. Normally it would have been 9, but it fell on Thanksgiving and they were going to let us test a day early. We would get to stay in Louisville and just go to a local hospital to do a blood test. It seemed so quick. We were definitely use to the waiting, but it would give us time to pray and trust in God.
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