On day 3 the doctor told us that our two fertilized eggs are perfect. Not just fine, but perfect! It means that they have no fragments at all, and they have 7 and 8 cells, which is a good number. They are referred to as 7-0 and 8-0. We are ready to proceed with the transfer.
We got to the clinic at 9 to prepare for the transfer at 9:30. I get a robe and booties and get sent to the same cubicle where I was when we had the egg extraction. My husband is with me this time and he’s wearing scrubs.
At 9:30 we go into the OR and next to it there is a window into the lab. They show us the two eggs on the screen and the doctor explains how perfect they are. We have decided to transfer both. I lie on the stretcher and my husband seats next to me. He can see the ultrasound on the screen as 7-0 and 8-0 go into my uterus. The procedure goes very well and I’m moved back to the cubicle. I have to stay there for an hour and they set my head slightly lower than my hips. After this time we are released with no major recommendations, just avoid intense exercise and sex.
In two weeks we’ll have a pregnancy test and see if our last chance to have kids that are biologically mine is going to become true. Of course, anything can happen after successful implantation, but let’s not think of that.
I don’t know how many times in the past 6 years I’ve gone through the two-week wait, but this time, after knowing that two fertilized eggs are indeed inside me, my anxiety and hopes are much higher. I want to start reading about pregnancy and I have to refrain myself by remembering last time I did that. I can do all that after the pregnancy test and then keep hoping for the best.
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