I did not write a post about the trigger injection as it was all quite straight forward, we went for dinner and I sloped off to the toilet and did it in there. It was a relief to know that was my final injection!
I did not really sleep the night before egg collection, so many things whirring around my head, we had a really nice day over a friends for a bbq and it was the perfect way to relax before egg collection surrounded by our best friends.
We had to be at the hospital for 8 so were up early, we went straight to the ward and were admitted quickly. The nurse that admitted me advised I was first up which was good, I met the anaesthetist who ran through the check list , a nurse from ACU came to see me and said she was going to be with me in theatre and then also Dr D came, who I hadn’t seen since my first appointment many months ago. Dr D said that there were at least 11 follicles that looked promising. Hubby had to go off to ACU to do his job and then when he came back I would be gone but he would need to take the incubator down to ACU with my eggs in as there is a very small time frame where everything has to be completed. As hubby went, he was feeling very anxious bless him. I got into my gown and they came to get me to take me to theatre. There were quite a few people in theatre all milling around me, it felt like I was an onlooker it was so weird. The anaesthetist put the plastic applicator in the back of my hand and I had a mask over my mouth which they said was oxygen but I never believe them it smelt vile and off I went to the land of sleep.
I came round in recovery and was immediately sick which is very unlike me , the recovery nurse gave me a quick shot of ant sickness and asked how much pain I was in. At that time it was around a 7 out of 10 so she got me some warm blankets and gave me some pain meds and I laid down. I looked at the clock at it was 9.25am so all in all in could of only taken 15 minutes. Whilst I was laid down they had a radio playing and our first dance from our wedding came on, it was so spooky and I had a cry, silly cow that I am!
I went back up to the ward and the nurse said she would fetch hubby and told me to rest for 15 mins then she would bring me a cuppa and some biscuits. Hubby came back and said all went well his end and the incubator had been delivered. Once the nurse was happy I had eaten, drank and been to the loo I was allowed to go. The pain was still quite strong but she said paracetamol and Ibuprofen can be taken and a hot water bottle. After being discharged we popped down to ACU to meet with the embryologist who told us they had got 15 eggs which we were shocked by, she said that it was a really good number to start with, hubbys sperm had been washed and had a good morphology and motility rate too so they will be going ahead with IVF rather than ICSI. She said she would call me the next day to advise how many made it through the night.
We got home and I started to go down hill, I felt clammy and faint and my tummy was really hurting, we rang the clinic who said its all normal and to try and sleep and take pain meds which I did. I think I got in a panic which is why I came over all odd, the pressure of those eggs fertilising was playing on my mind .
I took some antibiotics which they recommend after surgery and then before bed the bit I was dreading, progesterone pessaries . The pessaries are needed to keep the womb lining thick and ripe for implantation, the recommend these are done rectally , I had read online that just before bed is ideal as you need gravity on your side so poor hubby was up again for the job! Anyway he did a sterling job bless him and I managed to retain them ha , I think our relationship knows no bounds ! I did not sleep a wink, I was exhausted but my brain would not give in.
I woke up this morning hopeful that we would have good news, my tummy was and still is so tender and I feel drained, I was due in at work at 10 which I was not looking forward to. The embryologist called at 9am and advised that 9 eggs had been fertilised, 3 eggs had fertilised but with abnormalities which could be fragmented cells or nuclei, 1 egg fertilised but died off , 1 egg didn’t fertilise at all and the remaining egg fertilised but is very poor quality. The embryologist advised 9 is a great number to continue on with and she would update me again tomorrow to let me know how the 9 were progressing and make a call on egg transfer date. She told me I should rest and not go to work and I needed to be in top condition for the transfer. I felt staying at home would drive me mad so opted to go in. I came off the phone very happy and rang hubby with the news and also told my best girl friends, these girls are my rocks as I have said in the past and are all genuinely interested in the IVF process and are my cheerleaders ! I had in my head that if we would make it through the night with 7 eggs I would be happy so 9 is great!
I went into work and they have been great, I work part time for a major supermarket chain and they have been very accommodating. I was given light duties today and have been told that If at any time over the next few weeks I need to relax or feel rough I must call in sick. They also pay me for time off for all my IVF appointments. I finished work exhausted, came home and had a nap and thought I would update you all!
I will blog tomorrow, lets pray for the 9 eggs to keep growing !