Twelve follicles & a dozen lovely little eggs. Not organic, not with all those ivf drugs, and not really free range, since they'll soon be getting a rather forcible ICSI-style introduction to some spermy boyfriends, but still, twelve little spheres of potential.
The procedure itself was no big drama - whatever sedative they used is nice & cruisey (but doesn't make for very proficient typing :) it feels like I'm wearing big fuzzy gloves). It was just like a little sleep. Clinic staff were lovely - with me and with El Prima. It was odd to be back in a hospital environment again - so easy to slip back into patient mode.
Now home, munching down leftover broccoli & gorgonzola pie made by the gorgeous matt (one half of our favorite gay boyfriends - we cooked & ate at their place last night).
I'll be back there Monday for transfer. In the meantime I'm practicing just being here - not wrapped up in any particular hoped for future. Just here, on the bean bag, enjoying the saturday midday movie and the last bit of this pleasant fuzzy feeling.
You do sound all blissed out, not such a bad thing.
ReplyDeleteThinking of you and hoping for good things, hoping the transfer goes well. x
You do. I wish for all sorts of success for you. I don't have IVF left in my armoury of things to try, but I'm hoping like mad for you.
ReplyDeleteAwesome. This is a good place to be.
ReplyDeleteFloat away, and enjoy it. I hope the transfer goes well, and my fingers are crossed for you super tight.
ReplyDeleteSounds lovely. A dozen is a great number! I hope you have a delicious day. This is an exciting step! Big fuzzy hugs to you & your fuzzy gloves!
ReplyDelete12. that is excellent! fingers-crossed! xo
ReplyDelete12 is a perfect number for eggs. just perfect.
ReplyDeleteBestest of luck for today's transfer!
ReplyDeletelovely blissful state to be in, with close friends and family, eating delicious food, glad there was no trauma for you xxx anne
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