Trying to cope with my third failed attempt - will be spending the next week figuring out what our next moves are to discuss at the upcoming WTF appointment next Monday. Getting close to the end, never thought I would be here like this.
This would have been the first cycle that I tested before beta. I don't know what made me want to tempt fate but, things were not in the cards for me anyway. I was unable to purchase any hpt's today - like there were none in the store! I planned on purchasing the cheap-o ones from the dollar store but after scanning the aisles for way too long I realized that there were none to be had. I gave up. Then my brain was telling me "Well, maybe this store doesn't carry them. Maybe the other dollar store down the street does - I've seen them there before."
So, I drive to the other store and make a beeline to the aisle with all the fem products and... nothing. No tests! I almost went to ask someone why they got rid of their pregnancy tests. Weirdest thing. I was done after that and I'm not normally into signs, and yes I could have run to one of the big drug stores, but I felt like this one yelled loud and clear - no testing before Thursday!
It's going to be hard to wait now that I've put the idea in my head of testing but sans any additional signs I think I can do it!
Books, movies, sleep, magazines, food, water, phone. OK that is what I'm seeing from my perch right now and very grateful that my bedrest is happening over the w.e. b/c right now my dh is making me breakfast.
My other transfers took place in the same rooms that I would get my ultrasounds in, but yesterday they took us into the part of the building I thought was reserved for retrievals and other surgeries. For one horrific moment as we walked the same hallway I did 3 days prior I thought they made a mistake and thought I was there for an ER! But, we passed the prep rooms without even a pause. Where we ended up surprised me even more. We went to a room labeled "Minor Surgery" and soon found out that it is right next door to where the embryo lab is. When they opened the door, we even got a peek into the lab. On other occasions the embryologist has to quickly walk the hallways of the building with our embies in a catheter (I'm sure hoping not to drop it or bump into anyone) to get to the exam room were in. But this time, he only needed to pass through one door, he was there in a flash with the 3 embryos we choose to transfer.
Of the five, 2 were at 8 cell and rated as good. The rest were fair at 6 cel. So, right now I am sitting here with my feet up cradling my two 8-celled and one 6-celled embryos.
I can't thank enough those that commented. Thank you for giving me the permission to rant and be as negative as possible. Thank you for reminding me that I'm not alone in all of this. Thank you for providing those words of encouragement. I know I haven't been commenting lately and so I want to also thank you for a kind of one-way leaning post.
Well, as my cel rang this afternoon I sucked in my breath and didn't let it out until I heard that today's fert report shows 5 embryos. I guess one more fertilized in the meantime. They are of fair quality (on a good-fair-poor scale) some at 2-cell and some at 4-cell with minimal fragmentation. A 3day transfer is on the books so I go in at 10am tomorrow morning. I could have gone into work for a couple of hours, but I wouldn't be able to concentrate, besides I'll use the morning to get my nest ready for the next few days of lounging.
Again, thank you for your support. I want you to know that you also have mine - not always in words, but always in heart.
I'm old and my eggs are old and decrepit. I guess they stopped doing what they were supposed to do a long time ago. I was looking at a container of crinkled blueberries the other day and just broke down - those are my eggs. Dried up and crinkled.
Got the fert report today, out of 25 eggs, 11 mature and 4 fertilized (those 4 are of fair to poor quality). They are watching the other 7 but there is only a slim chance that they were just slow. So, we are tentatively scheduled for a day 3 - tentative b/c we have to wait and see how many actually make it til Friday.
I'm sorry but I need to be negative, since it seems like everyone around me is all, "I know that is a low number, but that's what we have to work with and it might work". You know the "you only need one" crap. I am soooo angry that we waited so long to start our family. This whole infertility business started b/c of a sperm issue, but now it's escalated to an egg issue and having a really hard time coming to terms with the fact that I might not ever have a biological child of my own. It's pissing me off and making me feel like I can't face anything or anyone.
I made a huge mistake at work today taking the clinic call while I was in the middle of campus. I didn't think it would be that bad. So many people saw me crying and upset. Which sucks because there is nothing else that makes me cry more when you have nice people asking if you are ok and if there is anything they can do to help - I know that they really mean it and I know that there is nothing they can do. On top if it, most of these are women with kids (or pregnant), so I kind of don't even want to be talking with them.
Oh and I now get to have some guilt. I stopped taking the DHEA - did it really work? I had a better fert rate when I was on it. Uggggggghhhhhh! This sucks so much. I feel so alone here and I'm scared of Friday, hell, I'm scared of my day two report on Thursday. This is my last fresh cycle, after this we have our final shot with donor eggs. Which I still can't wrap my thoughts around completely.
Is that it? I think so. Scared, frustrated, disappointed, angry, guilty - nope no positive thoughts here. Sorry so negative and if it seems jumbled, I can't even reread it b/c I know I'll delete half of it.
I just got back from the last bw / us before egg retrieval. Things look good physically, and mentally, well, surprisingly, do I dare say, I feel somewhat calm? I'm a little nervous, but not much more. My second IVF & FET I was in a much more emotional state. Who knows, come tomorrow (post lupron shot) I may feel quite a bit different.
I'm worried about eqq quality. I'm fortunate that my ovaries respond well to the medication, but I guess with my age, it is the quality of those eggs that suffers. There is not much I can do but wait and see, which of course is the hardest part.
Trigger tonight. Tuesday 9am is right around the corner. Quality over quantity. Wait and see.