OK TRANSFER!

Every time the phone rang in the days leading up to day 5 my first thought was, "Oh no, it's the clinic calling to tell me that all the embryos died!" It never was. Thankfully.

We still weren't entirely convinced we would have any to transfer as we made the drive to Portland the day before the transfer. I was awake at 6am with a crampy feeling that convinced me that my uterus was not going to accept any embryos anyway.

We had an appointment with the embryologist and the RE at 9:15 to talk about our embryos. We got up, showered (this would be my last shower for the next 48 hours. I suddenly became more worried about the mess made by the endometrin and instantly mortified at the thought that Dr H would see it. Later I will realize that he will also "flush" the area to clean said mess, or maybe just my cervix), and headed for the clinic early so that we could take our dog (who is always along for IF travels) for a good walk around the Nob Hill neighborhood. It was good to walk before the transfer. Also my last walk for a few days.

Ok, are you dying to hear the number of embryos we had on day 5?

We had 3 high quality blastocysts and one slightly behind. We talked to the embryologist about the number to transfer. F and I had been talking about the number to transfer for days and we really wanted to be able to do a single embryo transfer.

And that is what we did. We transferred one blast. It was a scary and difficult decision but it was what is best for us.

To our surprise on day 6, we had four embryos suitable for freezing. This means that out of 10 eggs retrieved, 9 fertilized and half of them made it to blastocysts.

One super blast is inside my uterus, hopefully implanting as I type this. Implantation should begin to happen within 48 hours of the transfer. I am staying in bed for an extra day, not caring if I am being overly cautious or that my back is starting to hurt.

I should probably take a shower.

How do people maintain bed rest for weeks and not get an unbearably sore and stiff back?