Got ahold of Nurse M this morning, shortly after 11am. I was actually doing such a fab job distracting myself with work, that it took my boss pestering me at 11:15 to get me to make the call. Of course, M was on another call with yet another lady on hold, so I just left voicemail. She called back in about 5 minutes with the good news.
Of the 8 eggs they retrieved yesterday, all 8 were mature, and 6 fertilized. Picture above is not of one of ours, just a stolen pic of a 24-hour-old zygote. See the happy little male and female in the middle, mixing it up and getting ready to start dividing? It's like we should all turn away and give them their privacy, huh?
I don't know if 6 out of 8 is good or not good, but it sounds good to me. We have MFI. But I was secretly harboring this fear that my eggs would all be dried up and useless. So, even though I know I could still have a putrid acidic uterus or a billion other issues, I'm still happy that my eggs are good. They can be fertilized. Now, I just hope they don't fall apart, that they stay round and stuff.
I'm back at work today, totally fine from the retrieval. I slept for a few hours yesterday afternoon, but otherwise felt normal. This was seriously less trauma than AF. So, I'm super pleased with that.
I don't know what I can do to take my mind off of this before I get to check the message system tomorrow around noon. I'm hopeful that they will continue to divide and grow and be healthy little embryos. But I want to be prepared, emotionally, that there is still so much that can go wrong. At the same time, after a year of appointments at RE's office, a cancelled IVF and two failed IUI's, its exciting to be here. It feels really good to have gotten this far. I think this emotion I'm feeling, its rare, and its scary, but I think its H.O.P.E.
My friend, K, whose progesterone dropped and started supplements will return to her OB tomorrow for an ultra sound. We're hoping she can hear the heartbeat at this appointment. So, all prayers for her would be appreciated. She has calmed down some since the initial call, and has learned that p4 levels vary throughout a pregnancy, and even during the day, so she's less freaky, but I'm sure she's anxious for this appointment.