**children mentioned
And I so enjoyed it while it lasted. Seriously, why don’t
they put it in the freakin’ water? The world would be a much happier place!
So it is done. I had the transfer this morning. Two little
blasts: one already completely hatched, the other just starting to come out of
its shell. My experience basically went like this:
Got dressed. Put on my lucky underwear. Ok, I don’t know if
they are really “lucky,” and it’s not as if they were on during the actual
transfer or anything, but I’ve only worn them once before: my wedding. They
were my “Something Blue,” and were guaranteed not to give me a wedgie (a big
fear I had) as I stood under the chuppah. So, I put on my blue granny panties
and got ready to go.
I then almost got killed 5000 times in the car ride there (note to self: think
twice before asking housekeeper to drive again). Picked up two 32 oz bottles of
Evian (sorry Environment, for purchasing plastic), swallowed 7 mg (a compromise
b/w me and my RE) of valium and 4 advil, and arrived at RE’s office at 9:40.
I was met by a really nice nurse named Sue. I accidentally
called her Nancy
.
Five minutes later, I met another nurse whose name actually was Nancy
. I’m deciding to
take that as a sign that I am extremely in tuned with the Universe today, and
will therefore be getting what I want, which is a healthy (twin) pregnancy.
Sue (or Nancy) had me strip and then they walked me to the
OR room to check my bladder. I cannot tell if it is full when I take valium. It
was not full.
While I downed the second 32 ounces, the embryologist came
and talked to me. We’ll call him: Dumbfuck. He handed me the picture of my
babies (shit, I’m already in love), and I proceeded to ask him 47 or so
questions. I could tell he was getting annoyed, so I said, “I’m sorry, I’m just
afraid.” He said, “About what?” (hence the “dumb” part) I told him, “that it
won’t work.” His response, “Well, it might not, that’s a real possibility,”
(hence, the FUCK part). Either way, the blasts looked great. He said they
looked like A/B quality and they were contracting and expanding like they were
supposed to. But then he added that they hadn’t expanded all the way yet, but
they hadn’t had time for that…I’m trying not to focus on that part.
One more bladder check, and I was good to go.
They did the procedure in the sterile OR, which was new to
me. I have always had transfers in ordinary rooms. Dr. Lovely showed me the
white spot on the u/s which was the babies after she put them in.
I lay there for 10 minutes, got dressed and left.
Went to acupuncture, where I was told NOT to eat pineapple
this week (huh?), and nearly exploded b/c it seems that I still had about 61
ounces of water left in my bladder. That did not make for the most comfortable
pincushion session.
Then I came home, ate, and slept.
The hardest part of today is that I didn’t get to see my
kids since the morning. I stayed in the basement guest room, because I knew if
I went upstairs, they would want me to pick them up and then they would climb
on me, and that usually ends up with a knee or elbow in my stomach, and I don’t
think that would be good for me right now. It was much harder than I thought
being away from them, and after the valium wore off, I cried a lot. I missed
them so much.
All for a good cause if this works.
I have had lots of cramping and twinges today, which I love.
It makes me feel that my uterus is doing something (like making a nice home for
my little babies).
I really hope these stick.
Thank you so much for your positive thoughts and well wishes.
It means so much to me, and I’ll accept all the positive energy you can send!
Woo hoo!! I’m PUPO!!! *Pregnant until proven otherwise
