Anyhow, at 11:45am I peed for the last time and took one valium. I packed a snack of jalapeño chips with 2 half liter bottles of water. My strategy was two fold, I didn't want an empty stomach with the valium and I thought the saltiness of the chips would help make me thirsty. I got a break from driving to the clinic and J drove his truck since I was "drugged". We had a peaceful drive in the rain and made it to the clinic right on time. I finished the first 1/2 liter of water as we were pulling into the parking garage. We had both wondered ahead of time if J's truck would fit in the parking garage since it is quite cramped. Turns out it didn't meet the 6' 7" clearance and we hit the hanging clearance sign. We were both surprised and so we had to back up and not enter the garage. J was in total shock. I should mention our clinic is located in a bustling medical/business district that is an urban parking nightmare. We miraculously found a pay lot across the street and parked, but when we went to pay the pay slot system had bags over it and said the lot was closed. Crazy. I told J that I needed to go inside and he would have to drive around to find a spot. He wasn't planning on being in the room during the transfer, so he would park and then come up and wait in the lobby.
I went in feeling a little woozy, but ok and got checked in right away (1/2 hour before the actual transfer at 1pm). I hung out in the room drinking the final 1/2 liter of water, procrastinated getting undressed (because who likes waiting around in a room pantless and cold?) and waited for the embryologist to come give the updated embryo report, since we hadn't been updated since day 3. I spoke with J on the phone twice more and he had zero luck finding a spot. The receptionist suggested parking at McDonald's, but it was full. J was nearing a meltdown, but thankfully found a city park and pulled into the lot to calm down. He said he would wait there and to call when I was done. I finally got ready and up on the table and a RN brought a warmed blanket for me. It was fantastic! I wrapped myself up like a burrito and for about 10 minutes I did deep belly breathing that I learned in yoga to promote circulation to the uterus and calm my nerves. The embryologist came in and gave me a picture of our embryo to take home. All eleven embryos made it to day 5. Complete shock! One was selected for transfer, 6 were frozen on day 5 and 4 others were being watched for potential freezing on day 6. What in the world ya'll? I don't even really know what to think. I might have to write a separate post on it. Such a mix of emotions good and bad. On the good side we likely won't have to do a full IVF cycle again in the future, but on the bad side I feel some sort of survivor's guilt and at a loss as to what to do with so many embryos as I never thought we'd have so many. Update: 3 more embryos were frozen on day 6, bringing the total to 9.
|Day 5 blastocyst transfer grade 4aa|
While I was resting my IVF coordinator came in to give the final instructions, which were very minimal: two days of bed rest, followed by light exercise, lift no more than 25 pounds, and schedule my beta test for March 14th. I was directed to place two estradiol patches when I got home and then replace with two new patches every Tuesday and Friday (hopefully until the first ultrasound). I will also be continuing the daily 1cc progesterone injections. She specifically emphasized that I am not to stop any of the medications regardless of symptoms or bleeding or thinking it didn't work, because lots of stuff can happen and the beta test is the only real measure. Lastly, she said that this waiting time can be the hardest and to call her with any questions. And then it was over. I got dressed and went and peed even though my bladder actually felt fine as long as no one was pushing on it. J came and picked me up and we stopped to get a quick lunch at a restaurant looking out at Lake Washington before heading to my acupuncture office. My acupuncturist was all excited for us and I had an excellent 1 hour session. Afterwards J and I came home and I took a long nap to sleep off the valium.
Despite the parking kerfuffle the transfer went absolutely perfectly! I'm feeling optimistic and even got excited enough to look at the chapter on pregnancy in my nutrition for the life cycle text book. I talked to a friend today and she was beyond excited for us and was telling me all about how much she loves her midwife and recommending her to me. I'm a little nervous and haven't decided if I will test early or wait all the way until beta day (10 days post transfer). I also haven't decided if I'm going to post the results on the blog right away. Lots to think about. I'm going to try and continue to lay low, roll with it and do lots of deep belly breathing. I don't feel like this waiting period is the hardest part of the process and I know everyone is different, but for me the hardest part was the all the emotions and obstacles over the past two years leading up to beginning the IVF process. Especially, around 6 months to 16 months into the journey when we realized natural conception was out the window. Believe me, I fully realize there could still be all kinds of unexpected twists, but I guess everything I've been through so far has brought me to a place of acceptance with whatever happens.