Things are never simple. Or straightforward. Ever.
I'm going in for egg retrieval on Wednesday.
But I only have 4 mature follicles.
They look "beautiful" and well developed. And my lining looks good.
But there are only four.
Nurse Heather said she'd rather have 4 great ones rather than 20 mediocre ones.
The doc said we're "on the cusp" for moving forward or cancelling. But also said he wouldn't be willing to move forward if he didn't feel like we had a good chance of having embryos to transfer. And he thinks (with no guarantees) that we'll have something to transfer.
But I wanted more. I hoped for more. I prayed over and over again for more. For certainty, and the chance to have some embryos to freeze. And I don't want "something" to transfer ... I want GREAT quality embryos to transfer.
I'm excited to be moving forward. But terrified that we're in essence flipping a coin for our 50/50 chance at having a baby ... for the low low price of $10K. And without the safety net of a less expensive frozen cycle.
This week I went into my settings to discover what Facebook knows about me. 90% of it is wrong. I really felt like I was being trolled by Facebook; like ...
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