Transfer day

Well the day finally arrived when my embryos were defrosted. I have been anxious given the roller coaster so far, that they would all have perished in the freezer. Before the hospital I went to accupuncture and she played a Zita West CD for pre-transfer in which I had to banish all negative thoughts and get ready to welcome my embryos. Got to the hospital and met the embryologist who confirmed they had defrosted 2 and both were ok so the other 3 remain in the freezer. Both have lost 1 cell each so are both 3 cells, but are potentially viable. Had to change into lovely gown, and andy got his "blues" but couldn't proceed straight away as my bladder wasn't full enough. As so many times in this process my body was having the last laugh! We sat in our cubicle whilst I was swallowing cup after cup of water being entertained by two ladies in teh next cubicle who had clearly been for an egg collection and just coming round from their anaesthetic and were high as a kite and enjoying their day at the "battery farm" as one of them referred to it as.

Eventually my bladder was full enough and off I went, my god it's uncomfortable to say the least, similar but slightly worse than a smear test (always uncomfortable for me as my cervix is not central and they can never find it). How come blokes don't have to endure any of this, it really isn't fair that men can contribute to infertility but it's us that has to endure the drugs, procedures, the pregnancy hormones and sickness and then give birth at the end, all they do is the easy bit -we should be able to come up with a male procedure that hurts!! To top it all had go back to accupuncture afterwards and had 4 needles in each ear - ouch!! Still Andy took me out for dinner as we hadn't got anything out the freezer and the nurse was quite clear that irons, washing machines and cookers were toxic to my embryos

And now as I type I wish I could see what's happening inside and whether they are swimming merrily or choosing to implant themselves and grow???

The ironic thing is as they were "day2" embryos we find out 12 days after the transfer, which is my birthday!! The timing couldn't be any better or worse!!

Happy birthday - or drown sorrows birthday?? Only time will tell!!