I swear to you, if one more person mentions my age – I am going to lose it.
The first day I met with Dr. RE he told me that despite the endometriosis, my age was on my side.
Every doctor I have met with before him has told me the same thing. I’m young, healthy (besides my endo) and I have produced great eggs in the past. My age would help me produce good quality eggs now, and my age would help me carry them.
I just (finally) got the call from the embryologist. She started off with pleasantries when really I just wanted her to tell me how many little embryos I’ve got right now.
It was excruciating to get through the “How are you’s?” and “How are you feeling’s?”
Finally, she started in on the actual report.
She said that initially only 6 of the 10 eggs were deemed mature, but that after more inspection 2 more started to show signs of maturity – so that gave me a total of 8 to fertilize.
The eggs were all graded Fair (on a scale of Poor-Fair-Good – someone remind me, wasn’t my age supposed to provide me with Good eggs?) and the sperm was graded Fair as well (wait a minute – didn’t I pay almost $1000 for that sperm once everything was said and done?!? Shouldn’t $1000 sperm be Good quality?!?)
They all fertilized without any issues initially. 2 of the 8 never turned into anything after that though. 3 of the 8 fertilized, but did so abnormally.
That leaves me with 3 embryos. For now. They still have to survive the next few days.
But, the embryologist reminded me that there was no reason to believe that I couldn’t still have a successful pregnancy. My age is on my side.
My age. I’m starting to think that we should stop looking at my age as a successful indicator of anything.
I am beyond bummed. I started crying on the phone almost immediately, which was of course embarrassing. She kept asking if I had any questions, and I kept trying to fight back my sniffles.
But, I’m done crying now. I’m trying to look at the bright side. I’m trying to hope that all 3 will make it. That my babies to be will still have a fighting chance.
Embryo transfer is officially occurring on day 3. I should have quality reports on all the embryos tomorrow. I’ll know which ones are going in then.
Thursday at 11:00, assuming that at least one of those little guys makes it that far, I will be implanted.
And then I will hope and pray with everything in me that they do better inside of me than they have outside of me.
ADSPACE
