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I went for a scan today.

After the spotting last week (thankfully only for 4 days), and my own sense of disbelief, the scan finally proved it to me today. I am pregnant.

There was one sticky bean out of the two…..and my husband is more than a little relieved about that!!  The image was obviously very small but you could see the heartbeat flickering away.

I go back for another scan next week. 

I feel so lucky that at such an early stage, I already have two pictures of this munchkin. Not everyone can say they have a picture of themselves as a small embryo! 

So now he/she just needs to hold on tight. Fingers crossed.

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Well that’s it.  Two blastocysts moved in today.  I hope they like it enough to stick around.

I left home with plenty of time.  As I had to go to Harley Street in central London, I opted for train and tube rather than driving (hubby’s experience of doing that at the egg collection stage was not a good one!).  I thought that would be less stressful and just easier in general.

However, they can be unreliable – hence allowing myself plenty of time.  So, when I got to my local station to find a packed platform and not enough space on the first train…..it was fine.  I was happy to wait for the next one.  When there was a delay on the tube because of a broken down train…..again it was fine…..actually did me a favour preventing me from being too early!

Knowing I had to have a full bladder for this (I hate that part), I emptied my bladder before I left home.  I had a drink with me for the journey.  I was more than half an hour early – but felt comfortable…..by the time my appointment was due – I’d be ready.  Speaking to the receptionist they had my name on the list (phew!) but said there was a slight delay.  They had had a fire alarm earlier on in the day.  At this point I started getting a little concerned….would my bladder hold out.  ‘Don’t drink any more’ the receptionist said ‘just to be sure’. Great!

15 minutes after my appointment time (not too bad I thought), I was taken in.  After getting in the normal garb (those sexy hospital gowns) I was then scanned (externally) to make sure my bladder was sufficiently full.  The nurse looked at the screen, ‘Oh you are more than ready!’….hmmm yes thanks…….I know that already……..I feel like my bladder is about to burst!

After all the polite introductions, the embryologist confirmed both embryos survived the thaw. What a relief! Then before I knew it, I was lying back on the bed, legs akimbo and in stirrups with the bed god knows how high in the air.  A giant light shining on my minnie, just to be sure everyone got a good view!  Sadly, after being on this road for so long, I was actually beyond caring.

I’ve posted before about the actual process followed, and this was exactly the same.  All in all, in lasted 5 minutes.

After that, I pee’d for England, got dressed and headed home again.  A nice leisurely pace, all the time in the world.

So here we go, the start of the infamous 2 week wait (2WW).  On 10th April we’ll find out.  Come on little beans……stick…….hang on for your lives………please like your new home!

 

My scan confirmed today that the Progynova medication has worked. My lining is ‘nice and thick’ – the apparent technical term.

My instructions now are to stop the Suprecur injections, continue with the Progynova tablets (1, 3 times a day) and start with the progesterone pessaries (2 a day, morning and night).  And, tomorrow I need to call the embryologist and book the transfer. The doctor said at a guess, that would be Wednesday next week. 6 days time. Wow. Seems real now.

She also advised me to only do 1 egg and not 2 as we were originally planning. She said all the eggs were top quality and a twin pregnancy could lead to more complications. But, she said it was ultimately down to us……oh the decisions.  I don’t mind having twins, I actually like the idea, but I don’t want to put myself in a position of something going wrong. We need to decide before I make the call in the morning!

I am continuing to struggle with the emotional roller coaster this week. This week was particularly stressful with hubby going away for a course and the the attacks on London yesterday (with a family member working in Parliament stress levels were very high until we got confirmation he was ok).

So here is hoping for a better week next week! For us and the country!

The clinic called today. Of the 14 eggs we managed to get 12 fertilised. Yay.

Some more will drop out at the 3 day stage and even more by the 5 day. Hopefully we get left with a few of decent quality.

Whilst I was under the impression already the embryos would be frozen – the clinic said it is normal for me to be monitored by the doctors over the next few days to check if that is the case. So I am also provisionally booked in for an embryo transfer on Saturday morning – just in case my hormone levels level out.

In the meantime I am taking Cabergoline to help alleviate the OHSS (which I think can be classed as mild), my folic acid and progesterone pessaries (twice a day).

I have informed the doctor so I am waiting for her to call me back so I can confirm to the clinic about whether I can go ahead with the embryo transfer to wait until the new year.

So here’s hoping a lot of the eggs survive and that they reach a high quality over the next few days!

This is what I did today. Well, the nurses did, I just had to lie there!!

I was told I needed to have a full bladder for this as it helped ensure my cervix was at a better angle. Ultimately, this procedure was a trial run to ensure there wouldn’t be any problems when the real embryo is transferred, or to at least identify ways around tricky situations if needed.

This process was basically the same as a smear test (while they were in there they did also take a swab). Excuse the technical terms here, but this meant using the duck bill shaped thingamibob. Putting that into the entrance of the cervix and using the screws to open the cervix up (here’s a picture to help explain).



Once open, they then make sure the catheter can go where it needs to.

Now, I’ve had my fair share of smear tests, so thought easy. Been there, done that, got the t-shirt. But this time there were 2 main differences. 

First – as a woman with PCOS and undergoing fertility treatment for what feels like years now…..I’m no stranger to have my legs akimbo with what can feel like the world and his wife looking at my Minnie. However, today took it to the extreme. Although there was just the nurse, the bed was raised up high, almost to her eye level with a huge high power light gleaming right up me! I’m sure she could see what I had for breakfast!

Secondly – a full bladder. Relax…..it will make this easier and more comfortable….the nurse said. You try doing that when you need to pee!! It meant she struggled a little which made everything a bit more uncomfortable. Not sure how I can improve on that one!

After a quick run through on how to inject myself (just in case I’d forgotten!) that was it. My husband just has to do his sperm test and then yet again…..we wait. It will be all systems go when I have my next period. Here is to praying I have a ‘normal’ 4 week cycle this month (yeah right – who am I kidding!) so we can get started as soon as possible!