so i’m feeling pretty good today – luckily it was a relaxing day at school and my co-teachers are amazing, so i got to sit around a lot and guzzle gatorade. a little crampy, but no worse than before the retrieval. i’ve been checking my weight a couple of times a day, and so far it looks good.
i talked to the embryologist this morning to get our stats: of the 18 retrieved, 13 were mature (5 or 6 my ass!!!), and 10 fertilized. we’re still on mark for a saturday transfer of the best two, and my paranoia of having nothing to freeze is diminishing.
i was talking to one of my bff’s wife last night on facebook, and she was asking how everything went. we’ve talked about everything in generalities, but i haven’t given her many details (i try not to unless people specifically ask – no one wants to really know the status of my uterus). she asked if they had to cut me open, and i wasn’t quite sure how to respond. i finally settled on “they used a…pre-existing opening.”