I was really surprised when Chris saw the nurse, got his cup and went off. he didn’t want me. ..
this would have bothered me last cycle when I was trying to hang on to some sort of intimacy or romance.
this time, meh. do what ya gotta do! LOL
I’m waiting to go in and get the process started. I’m not really nervous yet but it will kick in once I’m in a gown I’m sure.
and we’re done. I never got nervous.
the IV was a small pinch. otherwise it was a breeze.
the retrieval was painful, the same as last time but at least I was prepared.
one of the doctors started on the left ovary. it was quite painful. pressure, pinching, aching.
they were poking and poking and nothing. no eggs. finally they said “1st”.
that’s when I started to lose it.
what the hell was going on?
they started asking when I triggered? was it ovidrel?
that’s when the focus on my breathing stopped and I started coming unhinged.
I was sobbing and gasping and moaning.
they got 3 eggs from the left.
I had a follicle count of 16 (or at least thats when I stopped keeping track. ..). how was there only 3 eggs?
on the right ovary the senior dr. took over. they gave me more pain medication.
this side was way better. less pressure, less pain. I had times where I was kind of asleep!
4 eggs from the left. really? when I had my scan this ovary had even more follicles than the right! !!
so 7. I was in shock. everyone was trying to make me feel okay about 7. I am actually fine with 7. I’m just worried about their maturity.
they kept telling me they were sorry and that “one is all I need. ..”
Is that because they don’t think they are mature or because they know I thought I’d have more eggs?
sigh. I just don’t know what to think about all this. my husband is in a way better mindset but I also know he doesn’t understand all this like I do.
the nurse was talking with the couple beside us. the girl asked what the average number of eggs is that they like to see. the nurse said, “8-10”. then the girl said that she just got 16.
(cue slightly panicked feeling).
I was surprised and very happy that I felt really good afterwards. I had some apple juice, cookies and crackers. got up and peed no problem. no cold sweats. no fainting. I was out of there by 11 am.
I just wanted to eat so we went to my friends burger joint. my eyes were definitely bigger than my stomach. I made it through 2 bits and about 3 onion rings and I was done haha although that’s probably because I ate half my husband’s poutine LOL.
we both had a nap and I’m feeling good other than some pretty sharp cramps on the left side.
Chris is staying home tomorrow morning in case the news is bad ( it was bad last time and I was home alone).
I haven’t given up but honestly I’m kind of preparing for the worst. I’ve learned that this is not cut and dry and no matter how positive you are, life is life and it does what IT wants not what YOU want.
my lunch haha