Afternoon all
Making slow progress with work today so thought I'd pop in and try to catch up properly skiver
Gin great news on the blasto in the freezer! Fingers crossed Gordon and Sapphire are bedding in nicely. Thanks for the info on the clexane, sounds nasty. It's odd that create are filling you with drugs at this point. I have to start using the progesterone pessaries from tomorrow but they haven't specified which hole to use - just told me to 'slot one in' after i've gone to bed (consultant's words 
). I too am not fond of the idea of shoving things up my arse. I can't believe they did that without telling you! I want a 'mind the swollen ovaries' badge too. I do feel sore still. I guess it will take a while to wear off.
Pout I think you're right about resilience. Whatever happens to any of us on here I believe we will come through OK and be stronger for it. How are you doing with house hunting? Hope you can stay in the same area so it doesn't mess with your treatment, that kind of stress is not what you need.
Liking the positive stories, especially the ironic pre-IVF diffs, good to know it can happen. Beryl FX for your prog test, hope it sets your mind at rest.
Joy I second Euro and surprisingly enough your consultant, one step at a time is the only way i have been able to get through this. That is very much not like me but forcing myself not to think ahead has kept me sane!
Thinking about the new year IVF gang and fingers crossed for a series of 'fuck off to the universe' ironic diffs before then!
Sar I am sorry you still feel down. Big hand-hold and hug. The new boss will just have to live with whatever happens... they can't discriminate against you, especially as you were honest with them before you agreed to take the job.
Doll bugger about ken's meetings, I hope he can manage to re-arrange. If you go in on time he'll do his bit while you are under, so he would be able to get away, but you'd need someone else with you which is not ideal. Does his workplace know what's going on? Sounds like you have more than enough stress over there as it is without diary induced complications. Don't think about the numbers, you are as you are and it's all about quality. My numbers are OK so far but that just means I am finding other things to worry about, I guess that's just how it goes.
Rabbit on the knob-washing i can only imagine they must get some men in with dubious personal hygiene... 
Amused by the litmus test. How do you know how acidic it is meant to be? The female body is just too complex. It's sad about your colleague's daughter. FWIW I think infertility can make as well as break a relationship. I have a friend who remains child free after 10 years of failed treatment for repeat mc and who has one of the strongest relationships I know. She feels the infertility brought them closer. Non-kids things sounds like a good idea for your bday. Mine is coming up too, I am short on ideas, in fact mainly keeping my head down and hoping nobody remembers that next year is the big one
I promised a run-down on EC for those interested. If you're not you can skip the next couple of paras! We had to arrive at 8.15 for the op at 9.30. We got our own room with a bathroom - basic, but at least private - and had a succession of visitors - the nurse, who did a health questionnaire and my blood pressure, height and weight; the anaesthetist to talk me through the sedation process; and the consultant who was in charge of sucking out the eggs. I think I offended his professionalism by asking what would happen if things went wrong. There was a big list of disclaimers on the form... he raised an eyebrow and said "I'm not planning for anything to go wrong". I shut up, didn't want to piss him off . I signed various consent forms, put on my glamorous open-backed gown, got my hospital wrist band and they did multiple identity checks (which I was glad about - one of my paranoid nightmares is what if they label the eggs/sperm wrongly and I end up with a cuckoo baby?!) After a lot of waiting around the procedure itself was very quick. I had to walk down to theatre so had been advised to take a dressing gown to preserve my modesty, which is just as well or half a dozen random porters would have seen my bum. Once in theatre they did everything very fast. i found it very disorientating, there were about 3 nurses, the embryologist, the anaesthetist and the consultant all taking over my head while I tried to work out what was going on. But once they got the needle in the back of my hand and started pumping drugs in I didn't care. One thing I was grateful for is they waited until I was on my way out before the nurses positioned my legs so i didn't have to lie there in the stirrups feeling exposed and vulnerable while people did their jobs around me.
Next thing i remember is waking up... they wheeled me back to the room on a trolley and got me into bed where I dozed for a bit while I came round. After about 20 minutes they did my BP and left me some water, then after another 20 mins they did the BP again and brought a sandwich. I wasn't allowed to leave until I'd eaten and been for a wee. Actually we waited longer than that, first because my pulse was too low and then because we had to wait for the embryologist and consultant to come and tell us how many eggs we'd got. And that was about it - we left at about midday, tottered out to the car and home to bed. They were very brisk and professional throughout and I did feel confident that they knew what they were doing, even though it felt a bit like the IVF production line, but that has been true of this process since the start - i guess it's better to be treated by someone who does 30 egg collections a week than only occasionally.
So the embryologist rang this morning. 8 of the eggs have fertilised, of which 4 look good. So we wait... Friday looks the most likely date for ET, but she did mention holding over to Monday if any of them looks like meeting the criteria for blastos. That would be day 6, not day 5, but they don't work on sundays obvs... Anyway, as above: don't think about that yet Artemis
Sorry for mega post. Funny how I can happily concentrate on writing a post on here but not on writing my report! 
Must be time for a break. I've discovered Green & Black's hot chocolate. For its protein content, obviously 