The day we were given to take a pregnancy test was 13 days past transfer (13dp5dt). I wondered whether I'd want to test early, and around days 5-7 I did have some days of wanting to test, but then I figured it was an opportunity to practise patience - and that if I was pregnant, I'd have plenty more opportunity to practise that, as I waited for scans and so forth, so it would be a good skill to develop!!! After that, I had no trouble waiting, and actually I could have waited longer, but that was probably because I was so nervous about testing. The pregnancy test is a huge deal after going through so much in a cycle, and I definitely felt the pressure of it.
I was really lucky though, as thanks to the OHSS I had a fairly good idea it would be positive. I also had a lot of hope as we had a hatching blast. I also had a fair few symptoms during the 2WW and some mild nausea started on 10dp5dt. When I got the nausea I was so happy - I just felt so blissed out and so pregnant! I had this feeling really deep down inside that something new, strange, and exciting was going on down below.
I couldn't sleep for excitement the night before the test, not a wink of anxiety (very unlike me!). I got up at 6am to take the test, couldn't hold out any more. We'd been given a test by the clinic and I'd bought some tests as well, so I did three. I peed in a little pot given us by the clinic and we stuck the tests in, set a timer, and lay on the bed for three minutes. I then had to get hubby to check the result, I was so nervous. He seemed to take an age to respond and then he said... 'Mrs, you're pregnant!'
I text his mum and sister right away (they asked us to!), and my mum at 8am. Hubby's mum and dad had a little cry, it was lovely. It was so precious telling my mum as well, she made a noise I'd never heard before - "OoohOOOOHoooh!" - and said she'd learn to knit!!!
I didn't feel like sharing the news with others after that, I wish we could have kept it to ourselves for a bit, but we had other friends waiting for the result. Overall I feel so blessed to have so many people rooting for us that I don't mind sharing - it's just my fears of something going wrong or it not being 'real' that makes me cautious. I wish I could let go of that fear and enjoy the moment!
The whole rest of test day I felt shattered and in shock. I didn't sleep well that night either, or the next night! It's now a few days later (I back-dated this post) and I still have no idea how to adjust to news like this!!!
I phoned the clinic that afternoon to give them our result and our 8 week scan was booked for December 14th.
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Tuesday, 20 November 2012
Wednesday, 7 November 2012
Embryo Transfer
Embryo transfer was a most exciting and surreal experience!
So we arrived at our clinic for embryo transfer at 2pm; the actual procedure was scheduled for 2.30pm but we were asked to arrive half an hour early (as with egg collection) to prepare.
We had to use our sexy ID card (printed for egg collection) to gain access to the 'hospital' area of the clinic. I also had a wristband printed with a barcode on it (as with egg collection) that was scanned when I got into theatre.
Hubby was allowed into theatre with me for embryo transfer. We both donned some really attractive scrubs. I lay on the theatre bed and put my legs in stirrups. A speculum was inserted, and then the really nice consultant busied himself with 'cleaning' my cervix. This was the most uncomfortable part of the whole procedure, it seemed to go on for ages. This is because it felt like a really uncomfortable smear and smears make me feel really squeamish!!! A catheter was then inserted into my cervix and the embryo gently guided into place. I was worried about this part being painful, but I couldn't feel it at all. We did watch it happening on the ultrasound scan, which was amazing. Hubby said my uterus looked like a 'mouse'!
I had been asked to drink a glass of water an hour before, so the scan would show a clear water, but I think some of the extra anti-OHSS water was also hanging around as my bladder was very, very full - which meant the consultant got a really good clear picture. He said my ovaries aren't looking enlarged at the moment, which was great news! And he said that the 'passage' for the embryo was really easy and clear, which he was also really pleased with.
We were shown a picture of the embryo prior to transfer; the consultant and embryologist told us how pleased they were with it. It was a grade 1/2 (grade 1 being the best at our clinic) hatching blastocyst - the nucleus being grade 1 and the surrounding area being grade 2. Apparently our second healthy good quality embryo is exactly the same; the clinic like to use the best quality embryo on the fresh cycle but they couldn't choose between them! So we have another top quality hatching blast in the freezer!!!
The whole thing was over and done with in 10 minutes. I then lay in recovery for 20 minutes - while the nurse went through some 'Two Week Window Do's and Don't's' with us (no sex! no shark meat!) - before we walked back to the little ward to get changed and leave.
Afterwards I felt elated and very emotional. It was such a relief to get to this point and I feel so very, very blessed it overwhelms me. Having so many emotions running around was a roller coaster - I went out for Chinese that night, and had to jog across one lane of the road as the traffic lights changed, and was then in floods of tears when I got in again, convinced I'd ruined our little embryo's chances (even though our clinic does not advise rest). After a good cry I realised I was being pretty silly, but I had so many emotions built up after all the tense weeks of waiting, with more weeks of waiting ahead of us.
So we arrived at our clinic for embryo transfer at 2pm; the actual procedure was scheduled for 2.30pm but we were asked to arrive half an hour early (as with egg collection) to prepare.
We had to use our sexy ID card (printed for egg collection) to gain access to the 'hospital' area of the clinic. I also had a wristband printed with a barcode on it (as with egg collection) that was scanned when I got into theatre.
Hubby was allowed into theatre with me for embryo transfer. We both donned some really attractive scrubs. I lay on the theatre bed and put my legs in stirrups. A speculum was inserted, and then the really nice consultant busied himself with 'cleaning' my cervix. This was the most uncomfortable part of the whole procedure, it seemed to go on for ages. This is because it felt like a really uncomfortable smear and smears make me feel really squeamish!!! A catheter was then inserted into my cervix and the embryo gently guided into place. I was worried about this part being painful, but I couldn't feel it at all. We did watch it happening on the ultrasound scan, which was amazing. Hubby said my uterus looked like a 'mouse'!
I had been asked to drink a glass of water an hour before, so the scan would show a clear water, but I think some of the extra anti-OHSS water was also hanging around as my bladder was very, very full - which meant the consultant got a really good clear picture. He said my ovaries aren't looking enlarged at the moment, which was great news! And he said that the 'passage' for the embryo was really easy and clear, which he was also really pleased with.
We were shown a picture of the embryo prior to transfer; the consultant and embryologist told us how pleased they were with it. It was a grade 1/2 (grade 1 being the best at our clinic) hatching blastocyst - the nucleus being grade 1 and the surrounding area being grade 2. Apparently our second healthy good quality embryo is exactly the same; the clinic like to use the best quality embryo on the fresh cycle but they couldn't choose between them! So we have another top quality hatching blast in the freezer!!!
The whole thing was over and done with in 10 minutes. I then lay in recovery for 20 minutes - while the nurse went through some 'Two Week Window Do's and Don't's' with us (no sex! no shark meat!) - before we walked back to the little ward to get changed and leave.
Afterwards I felt elated and very emotional. It was such a relief to get to this point and I feel so very, very blessed it overwhelms me. Having so many emotions running around was a roller coaster - I went out for Chinese that night, and had to jog across one lane of the road as the traffic lights changed, and was then in floods of tears when I got in again, convinced I'd ruined our little embryo's chances (even though our clinic does not advise rest). After a good cry I realised I was being pretty silly, but I had so many emotions built up after all the tense weeks of waiting, with more weeks of waiting ahead of us.
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