As for symptoms: Nope. None. Except diarrhoea from the crinone. Joy.
Thursday 27 November 2014
IVF #10, 2ww-ing
I am having a really low-profile cycle this time. Haven't told a soul, and I don't think anyone reads this blog, but it's good to just record stuff that I will probably forget later. I'm 2dp3dt right now.
I switched clinics this time around, although for the stimulation I still went to my old RE. Wish I hadn't actually, as he just took extra money which we could have saved. It also involved transporting frozen sperm in a vacuum flask from one city to another (I put the flask between my legs as I drove and hoped for the best!). We transported 3 vials and still have 4 left in the original location.
8 eggs were retrieved, not my best number by a long shot but whatever. 4 were fertilized, again not such a great percentage but I guess I have to accept that at almost 39 now, my age is going to start playing a role in the results. 2 vials of sperm were used. That mean we have a total of 7 vials left, 5 in this country and 2 in a neighboring country where we did our first 5 attempts.
The best thing about this cycle has been having regular direct contact with the embryologist. She gave me her mobile number! I was going to insist on a 5 day transfer, but actually after talking to her I was convinced to do the 3 day. We transfer everything anyway so waiting another 2 days to see what the best ones are is meaningless. In earlier cycles when we were using fresh sperm I think I was justified in asking for 5 day transfers because I wanted to see if it was the sperm, which takes over the work on day 3, that was just not functioning. But now that we're using frozen there's nothing to be done about the sperm quality anyway, we just have what we have. And I guess the final thing that swung it for me was the thought that maybe the lab doesn't have the most advanced and modern culture to keep the embryos in, so actually keeping them till day 5 outside could be putting them at risk.
On day 3 all 4 were still growing - we had 2 perfect 8-cells, and 2 6-cells, one of which was pretty fragmented. And here we are again in 2ww hell. I have work tomorrow and intend to go back to a full life so I don't think too much about it, but even after 10 times, it's hard. Really hard! It is actually weirdly comforting to have a limited number of tries left. It's like it's completely out of our hands, we just do what we can and the rest is up to the universe....and it won't go on for ever.
I switched clinics this time around, although for the stimulation I still went to my old RE. Wish I hadn't actually, as he just took extra money which we could have saved. It also involved transporting frozen sperm in a vacuum flask from one city to another (I put the flask between my legs as I drove and hoped for the best!). We transported 3 vials and still have 4 left in the original location.
8 eggs were retrieved, not my best number by a long shot but whatever. 4 were fertilized, again not such a great percentage but I guess I have to accept that at almost 39 now, my age is going to start playing a role in the results. 2 vials of sperm were used. That mean we have a total of 7 vials left, 5 in this country and 2 in a neighboring country where we did our first 5 attempts.
The best thing about this cycle has been having regular direct contact with the embryologist. She gave me her mobile number! I was going to insist on a 5 day transfer, but actually after talking to her I was convinced to do the 3 day. We transfer everything anyway so waiting another 2 days to see what the best ones are is meaningless. In earlier cycles when we were using fresh sperm I think I was justified in asking for 5 day transfers because I wanted to see if it was the sperm, which takes over the work on day 3, that was just not functioning. But now that we're using frozen there's nothing to be done about the sperm quality anyway, we just have what we have. And I guess the final thing that swung it for me was the thought that maybe the lab doesn't have the most advanced and modern culture to keep the embryos in, so actually keeping them till day 5 outside could be putting them at risk.
On day 3 all 4 were still growing - we had 2 perfect 8-cells, and 2 6-cells, one of which was pretty fragmented. And here we are again in 2ww hell. I have work tomorrow and intend to go back to a full life so I don't think too much about it, but even after 10 times, it's hard. Really hard! It is actually weirdly comforting to have a limited number of tries left. It's like it's completely out of our hands, we just do what we can and the rest is up to the universe....and it won't go on for ever.
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