The Transfer

   A little loopy from the Valium.

Yesterday: Turns out I had two embryos who made it to the blast, and they were both good quality so we transferred both of them. Yay! The other three ended up not being good enough to freeze. Rats.

This was veeeery emotional for me and I cried during the transfer, which took three tries, btw. I finally saw the beginning of what all this fuss has been about. I get attached so easily and it's incredibly hard for me to think about this not working. I want to be hopeful and send loving energy to my two little guys, and I do. But at the same time I don't want to get my heart crushed if they don't stick around. The truth is, I will be devastated if they don't attach regardless of how I feel about them now, so I may as well love them and think happy, positive thoughts.

The transfer itself is fairly quick and easy. They had me take a valium when I got there to relax me and make the transfer easier. So we had to wait for that to kick in, which didn't take long. :) You also need to have a full bladder and for some reason all the water I had that morning disappeared. Guess I was dehydrated. But after three more bottles of agua I was good to go. After all the prep the actual procedure only took about ten minutes.

Since the transfer I have been in bed, per my doctor's instructions, and will be for another 24 plus hours. My husband has been very patient and helpful and brings me whatever I need. I never got that little bell but when I want something, I call him on our phone's intercom and he answers, "nurse's station." Hehe.

Staying in bed for a long period of time when you're not actually sick is harder than it looks. I'm restless and my butt and back are starting to hurt. Are my muscles going to atrophy!?!! Will I get bed sores?!?

I'm so dramatic.