They'll Be Only Happy Tears

The lab kept me updated with how everything was fertilizing, and I was informed that of the 11 ICSI, only 9 fertilized and of the 3 natural, only 1 fertilized.  Now, we just had to have hope that some of these would make it to the blastocyst stage, which is what would be transferred back.  On the day of the transfer, 1 of the 9 fertilized ICSI and the 1 natural were to blastocyst stage and able to transfer.  All of the others broke down and we were not able to freeze them.

On transfer day, they transferred two blastocysts (one blastocyst and one early blastocyst).  I was awake for the procedure which only lasted about 5 minutes.  I was given a Valium prior to the procedure, but I really don’t think it did anything for me.  Afterwards, I had to be on bed rest for 2 days.  Justin even took two days off from work to babysit me because he knew how hard it would be for me to stay down and do nothing.

Next, was the dreaded two-week wait. These two weeks were probably the hardest and to make matters worse, we were to find out our results on Justin’s birthday which also happened to be the same weekend as Mother’s Day.  Nice timing, huh?  When the phone call came from my RE’s office, my heart started to beat faster and I looked at Justin and said, “Here we go.”  I remember listening to the nurse on the other end of the phone and as Justin stared at me with a “What are the results” look on my face, I gave him a thumbs up.  Our results were positive!  

Besides our wedding day, I don’t think either of us have ever been this happy.  I went back two days later for another test for verification, and while my Hcg numbers had increased, my results were not where the doctor wanted them to be.  I went back two days later again to repeat the test and learned that my HCG number had skyrocketed.  We were beyond thrilled at this point because signs indicated that we were pregnant.  However, we had to remain cautiously optimistic for another two weeks until our ultrasound.