September 29th, 2008

So Saturday I went in for bloodwork and sono. I thought the time frame was 8-9:30am, so I got there at 9:20. Turned out it was only 8-9, so I was almost half an hour late, and they were really backed up with sonos. So I had my blood taken, and was instructed to wait. Well- I waited and waited and waited. For three hours. I was the last person sitting in the waiting room. Next time, I am getting there when the sun comes up, so I am the first one there. Anyway- the sono showed several follies on each side. On the right- 14.5mm, 2 11.5mm, and an 11mm. On the left- a 10mm, a 9.5mm and a 15mm! I left there feeling pretty good, and thinking I would have to go in again on Sunday morning for another sono. Well- at 4:30pm, I checked the voicemail system for my messgage, and they instructed me to trigger with the Ovidrel Saturday night, and to bring DH's "sample" at 10am on Sunday, to be washed for my insemination! I was beyond excited.So I triggered Saturday night, a shot in the belly as usual (i'm really not bothered at all by it anymore), and went to bed early. DH had to work the overnight shift at his job, so he would not be home until 7am. I was a little nervous about him being able to provide a decent sample on no sleep and under pressure. Then, when I told him that it had to be a minimum of 48 hours of abstinence, he told me that he had "taken care of business" that morning. Great. I figured we would just see what happened, but I prepared myself for if we got turned away because of insufficient sperm counts or something.Sunday morning comes, and after forcing DH to wake up after 2 hours of sleep, he provides his sample. Let's just say- it was not alot. I tried to hide my frustration and just kept saying- "I hope it's enough, I know they need a couple million..." to which DH responded- "I'm sure it's enough."So we drop off the sample to be washed, and DH jokes about how uncomfortable it was handing off his "stuff" (DH's words) to a guy that looked like he was 12. The andrologist WAS very young, but I told him to get over it.We went and sat in the car for 45 minutes because it takes that much time to wash the sperm. We talked about our possible future children and argued playfully about who would get to decorate the nursery, and what names we would pick. I told him that it was strange that if this did work, then We got to see which spermies and eggies our child(ren) came from. Strange feeling.We went back inside and waited about 15 minutes, then were called in. We checked the sample in the test tube to make sure it was the right names and number and everything so we don't get someone else's spermies, and went on our way. The washed sperm seemed like a tiny amount, and it was pink! Weird...The doctor explained everything that was happening, and it was literally a 25 second procedure. It didn't hurt at all. I was happy about that. The worst part was the speculum- and DH's face was priceless when we heard the metal speculum opening. She told me to lie down for 5 minutes and gave me a few instructions for the day- including to BD later that night and Monday. She also gave us DH's sperm count- 28.5 million with a 99% motility- awesome! I gave DH a high five and cheered on the spermies. Now I am in the TWW. The first definite one in a long time. I don't want to get my hopes up too much, but want to stay hopeful at the same time. SO confusing. Wish me luck!!!On a side note- I am almost done with the Twilight series and LOVE them still. And I watched the season premiere of Desperate Housewives last night- and wasn't thrilled. I don't like the whole 5 years ahead thing. Oh well.