Egg Retrieval

July ish, 2013

Wow, time comes and goes so quickly.  The official 2WW has begun.  Egg retrieval.  CHECK!

Here's a brief recap of our day:

7:20 am left early to get to OHSU on time in case of traffic.

I woke up with peace and excitment.  I didn't "worry" the way there.  The only time I got nervous was when I was waiting on the bed. 

8:45 they called me back.  The anestegoligst was defiantly a talkitive hippi.  He was wearing a bandanna.  I was a little nervous because he said he was going to start me off "low."  I wanted to be OUT.  He did do a great job of getting in the IV.

Darren had to go give his "donation."  I BEGGED him to take pictures of the "artwork" in this special room.  He has talked about it and it sounded hilarious.  Naked abstract women. Perfect.

Once the IV was in, Dar came back and I had to listen to him and hippi sleep doctor shoot the birds about airplanes while we waited 20 minutes for our RE to come back.  In the middle of their conversation I said "Hey, do you guys want to bet money on how many eggs I get retrieved and the winner takes all?" Darren just laughs and the anethostigist said "ya, I'm in, I've never made money off a  patient before."  Ha ha ha.  Then he pointed out I had an unfair advantage since I've seen the ultrasounds.

Finally the RE came back and he started pumping his magic.  He just didn't pump enough.  I was in a lot of discomfort and too alert for my liking and I kept saying "is this normal?"  They got the message and after that I basically lost all my memories.

I could re-tell so many events from my last egg-retrieval so I told Darren to not tell me a thing and I would prove that I was alert.  I couldn't.  I didn't remember asking the nurse to draw "launching pads" on my hips for the PIO shots, I guess I asked "how many eggs did we get?" like 7 times, and apparently when I was recovering I kept telling Darren to take pictures of me!! (I'm so embarrassed about that, the staff probably thinks I'm nuts).  I did want a good "blogger" pic, but one that I was AWARE in.  I have NO memory of this but here she is.  The pictures Darren took literally looks like I'm on my dying death bed.  Oh well, at least there is evidence. 

They got 17 eggs.  Last time we had 24, but last time I was at a way higher risk for OHSS so they triggered me a day early.  I knew this would mean less eggs, but of course, it makes me worried too just because the 24 resulted in just 6 "viable" embryos but out of those, we have put in 4 and no pregnancy.  However, this is a beautiful opportunity to "let go and let God."  I can't do anything about it and at the end of the day, 'que sera' sera'  Now I have to trust Him.

I don't want to jinx myself, but the recovery so far has been AWESOME.  I'm up and walking around, have only take 1.5 pain meds, am eating, and it didn't kill to go to the bathroom.  I'm assuming the dreaded Bloat will come soon (or tomorrow) but I'm thankful that I'm probably not near as close to OHSS that I was last time.  *update-minus a tiny bloat the day after, 2 days after the surgery I shoveled bark dust for 3 hours.  Praise the Lord!

So now, I get to take the week off (I cancelled my 2 college courses I teach this week) and relax and pray.