Sorry if this post is all me, me, me! We have had our treatment! We got seven eggs! All seven were injected with DH?s sperm (ICSI procedure). Two were immature and two more did not fertilise, leaving three fertilised. I was told to have my last injection of Buserelin the day before egg collection, to continue with Progynova and start pesseries. On the day of embryo transfer I needed to save the pesseries until after transfer. DH and I needed to be at clinic for our embryo transfer with a full bladder, me not DH! We took nice chocs and cards for the nurses and reception staff.
They told us that one of the embryos had not made it, it had just stopped growing. I felt very upset and cried. I had hoped to have an embryo to freeze and I was just genuinely sad that one had not made it. DH and I had decided if any embryos needed freezing, whatever grade, we would do it, we both wanted to save anything if we could. But the decision was taken out of our hands as one had not survived, which left two remaining embryos and we had already decided to put two in. The doc said it was the embryo?s way of telling us that it was not going to survive (or something like that). Only about 3% of couples have any embryos to freeze and that includes people keeping all their eggs. As we were sharing from our perfectly kind altruistic donor, with another recipient couple, we got half so unlikely we would have any to freeze. I almost felt embarrassed for crying. Silently, I named our ?lost? embryo Tyler Willow. I know I was just naming it in my head. I never saw a picture of it but I decided as it fertilized that I would think of it with a name as that was easier for me.
Then onto the good news, they told us the other two embryos were fine, they were grade 2, which is good. Grade 1 is best but only about 3% are grade 1 and the clinic has the same success rate with grade 2 as with grade 1, (grade 1 is picture perfect, grade 2 has fragmented ?bits? but is good). We were given a photo of our two little embryos. It was very touching to have a photo.
If this is TMI ? look away now! I was clamped open with the speculum and the doc cleaned my cervix! I said it felt like someone poking something in my ear and I was told it was a cotton bud! We looked at the scan on the screen at what looked like a moonscape or (in the words of Chandler from ?Friends?) something attacking the Starship Enterprise! We watched as the catheter (a pale white line) went in. It did hurt a bit. I jumped and made the nurse, who was scanning my tummy, jump. We watched the liquid containing our two embryos go in through the tube and the tube was checked to see that the embryos had both gone, which they had.
We were then given a photo showing the embryos going in. It?s just a tiny white blob on the screen the size of the top of a pin, and an arrow pointing to the blob! We had about 20 minutes to rest and were told to test on Sunday 18th April (and provided with a test). Now we are in the two week wait!
On the way home I told DH I had named them, Emerald Jake and Laurel Daisy ? but I?ll just refer to them as Emerald and Laurel, which as inanimate objects could be names for anyone, male or female! To me Emerald Jake sounds like a superhero, Laurel Daisy sounds like a county and western singer! DH thought I was barmy for naming them. I?d already planned my names before-hand, of course!
DH made me scrumptious scrambled eggs on toast for lunch, how appropriate! I listened to Zita West about 3 times and fell asleep each time, which Zita says is OK!
Today is also a special day for me, it?s exactly 27 years since I became a Christian! I?ve always been glad it was the 2nd of April and not the 1st April.
I am praying and resting. My sister said to talk to the embies. I started talking to Emerald and Laurel but it turned into a prayer for them.
Waves to all, and chocolate