The Transfer.

Because I have 7 full minutes left at work and don't much feel like working, I figured now was a good time to update my blog and tell the tale of a 3 Day Transfer.

As I said in my last post, my transfer was scheduled for 11:20 AM on Tuesday the 16th. I was instructed to arrive at 10:45, with a "comfortably full" bladder. What this means I don't think I will every understand. I thought it was full enough. I could've peed if I HAD to, but wasn't crossing my legs and doing a pee-pee dance across the waiting room, either. In my opinion, I was comfortably full. I was proud of myself for achieving this.

I signed in, sat down and pulled out my book, ready to get in a solid 20 minutes of uninterrupted reading done. As soon as I found my place I got called in.

I went back to the operating recovery room, changed into the robe/gown/socks/hairnet ensemble, and sat down. A nurse came and gave me a filled to the rim cup of water. I drank half, just to be on the safe side. I hung around and wished DH was there to keep me company. (I went by myself since I didn't need anyone to drive me home)

After about 15 minutes, my doctor came in to talk to me. He said he was transferring 2 8 celled, grade 1/2 embies, with 7 leftover to freeze! This was so awesome to hear. I was so proud of my little baby cells for staying strong. He also said, "we're not gonna see you anymore, but even if this works, don't forget you have to come back to us for your frozen guys!" That was nice to hear. Almost like he really believes that this is going to happen for us.

About 10 minutes later I was put on a stretcher and wheeled into the operating room. It was me, the doctor, 2 nurses and I think 3 embryologists front and center. Luckily for me, I have been humiliated several times in the last 9 years or so dealing with all of my medical issues, that this only embarrassed me slightly. I just closed my eyes and pretended no one else was there.

I stayed on the stretcher and the doctor had me slide all the way to the end and put an angled pillow under my butt. The big burly nurse used the sonogram machine to locate my uterus with the belly wand thing, and apparently, doesn't know what a uterus is, because she couldn't find it. She said in mean burly voice "DID YOU DRINK???" I said yes, I drank alot! The doc said it was okay, took the wand from her and located my uterus himself. This part was uncomfortable because I was still pretty sore from the retrieval. He put in the speculum, inserted the catheter and pushed my babies into my uterus.

Once he was done he looked for my uterus on the sono again and showed me the embryos. They were these teeny tiny bright white dots. It was pretty amazing.

After that I was wheeled back to recovery, got up right away and got dressed, then went home and laid around all day. On the left side, of course to increase blood flow to the uterus!