So let me back up a bit…
For the past couple of weeks to prepare for the actual IVF procedure I’ve been taking 10 different medications and up to 4 shots a day. Yay, fun stuff.
Last week’s ultrasound showed that my eggs were growing at a healthy pace, but kind of unevenly. Some were maturing faster than others (which can often happen but it would mean that I wouldn’t have as many mature eggs as we first hoped for).
I took off last Friday for more testing, ultrasounds, and to mentally prepare for the retrieval scheduled for Saturday. It’s a good thing too. Apparently my body was just got to a point where I had too many hormones pumping through my veins and I ended up puking my brains out all day Friday. Sorry, TMI. Should have warned you, hah.
Luckily I was feeling much better by Friday night and on Saturday we went to the doctor’s office for the retrieval. They put me under for this. Thank goodness, I’ve heard stories about girls that stayed awake through the process and it does NOT sound fun. Considering how much discomfort I was in the following days from this procedure, I couldn’t imagine being fully awake for it.
When I did wake up from the retrieval they told us they had 13 of my eggs. We should have to wait until the next day to get the full report.
Sunday morning we got the call:
13 eggs retrieved, 6 mature eggs, 5 fertilized.
We’d have to wait 48 hours to hear how many fertilized eggs would make it to Day 3.
I can’t even begin to describe how nerve wracking those 48 hours were. What if we went through this entire process and none of the eggs survived to Day 3?
On Tuesday afternoon I finally received the call. It was so odd. The nurse just started spitting out numbers to me. I had NO CLUE what she was talking about. Fragmented percentages and number of cells. Uh what? Maybe I should have done a little more research to prepare myself for this one… Thank goodness Ben asks a million questions to doctors and nurses and wouldn’t let her off the phone until everything was explained in detail.
At the end of the phone call we at least had some positive news:
All 5 of the fertilized eggs had made it thus far, 100% fertilization (which was crazy good news), plus there was another egg that matured and fertilized late the in the game.
Egg 1: 7 cells, 10% fragmented
Egg 2: 8 cells, 10% fragmented
Egg 3: 4 cells, 0% fragmented
Egg 4: 6 cells, 0% fragmented
Egg 5: 8 cells, 0% fragmented
Egg 6: 4 cells, 10% fragmented
We were looking for 6-9 cells, less than 25% fragmentation. At least 4 were right on track.
Ben and I wouldn’t know anything else about the embryos/blastocysts until the morning of the IVF transfer (yesterday). It’s pretty scary going into the transfer not knowing which, if any, will make it that far.
But when we arrived yesterday morning, they gave us a photo of our two healthiest blastocysts that were ready to be transferred. Aren’t they adorable? I think they have Ben’s eyes.
The other blastocysts? We won’t get the information on them until later today to see if they are OK to freeze. I don’t even know how many of them are still viable. Fingers crossed some of them will make it!
So when will we know if this worked?
I will get a blood test next Thursday with the results of the IVF. Crazy that in just under a week we will know if we’re pregnant! I would greatly appreciate any thoughts, prayers, or positive baby vibes! I can’t begin to tell you how much your support has meant through this process. So thank you!