Yesterday was the BIG DAY! Egg retrieval day. Its always sooooo scary to think about everything that has led up to that day.... the shots, pills, etc. and nothing is for certain.
Brian and I got to the RE's office on time. We waited in the lobby for someone to come get us to get things started. A huge guy in scrubs walked out and instantly started cracking jokes. It was the anesthesiologist. I'm sure he was just trying to be funny, but saying that he had drank too much and hoped he could find a vein were not things that I wanted to hear at eight in the morning when I was about to get stabbed with a huge needle.
Anyways, to say the least I have HORRIBLE veins. The only place that they can usually get an IV started in me is in the top of my hand. I told this guy that and he was like ummm, I think i'm gonna go for the "3 point shot from the corner" meaning he wanted to do the IV in my wrist. I tried and tried to convince him that it wasn't going to work because I had crappy veins, and he said, "Don't be a self fulfilling prophecy... just let me do my thing." Sure enough, he dug around for about 5 minutes while I started hyperventilating and swearing a whole bunch and then was like, "Yeah, that ones not going to work." Well SHIT! I could have told you that you idiot!!!! I was super mad to say the least. I now have a bruise about one inch wide and about three inches long on my wrist. It looks like Brian put me in handcuffs and dragged me around the house. I guess I will be wearing long sleeves for a while so people don't think I'm being beat up.
After that, he put the IV in the top of my hand and it really didn't hurt at all. I mean, no, it didn't feel like kitten licks, but it was not as bad as the wrist. Shortly after that I was in la la land for a while......
When I came to, I was in the recovery room. I don't even really remember getting out of the OR and going to the recovery room.... all I know is that I didn't have any pants on still.... but I guess all of the docs and nurses at the clinic have seen my hoo ha a million times anyways so whats the big deal if they see my butt hanging out the back of the gown too.
The embryologist came in and told us we had 21 eggs!!! I was pretty shocked. I was thinking we were going to have about 9, so Wahoo for 21!! I went home and spent the rest of the day sleeping and watching T.V. so that was nice I suppose. However, I did still have to go to work in the morning today.....
I woke up today and felt way better than expected. So far, I don't have any symptoms of OHSS like last time, so I hope that they don't show up. I knew that I would be at work this morning with no cell service so Brian and I gave them his number to call for the fert report. So here it is.....!
Out of the 21 eggs 17 were mature and 16 fertilized with ICSI (where they inject 1 sperm into each egg.) Wowsers! I am thrilled to say the least. They will call again tomorrow and let us know how many are dividing normally. This cycle is looking promising =)