Today was egg retrieval day. After a bit of drama the night before (I could not find the Valium pill that had been prescribed for me; after searching the entire house, I called Dr. A and he told me they would give me something via IV when I got there), the whole shebang went very smoothly. We had Katie, my favorite IVF nurse, taking care of me. I was all set up with my IV and John was sent off to do his part of the deal. Katie took me into the OR suite (I took zero pictures this round, but it was the same room we were in a cycle or so ago, with the clouds painted on the ceiling) and we waited for Dr. Scheiber to start the transfer. You are never sure which doc will be doing your procedure until they walk in the door, but I like them all equally. Dr. S was detained for a few minutes, however, and I began to feel as if the room were closing in on me. I guess there is a reason they give you Valium before the procedure. Katie noticed my shift in mood and got the order for the Versed (calming medicine) to be administered while we waited. After that, I don't remember anything else except waking up in the recovery room (although Katie told me that I sat up, mid-procedure, looked around, then laid back down.)
The good news is: nineteen eggs! I was very surprised, since I never felt bloated or tender like I had in the past. We were told that the lab would call us the next day to tell us how many had fertilized.
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