Going into my retrieval today, I was thinking we would get 14-15 eggs. The last three cycles I had 16-17.
The retrieval was like all of the others. Check in, get weighed, undress, vitals are taken, IV is hooked up, bladder is emptied and then walk into the OR. Chit chat with the nurses, anesthesiologist and embryologist.
Wake up back in your bed and wait for the magic number. Twenty four? Did someone say twenty four?
I must have been sedated still. The nurse clarified for me. 11 eggs.
I was crushed. Are you kidding? I don’t understand. I mean, yeah we counted 11 and 12 follicles during the monitoring, but I always had more than what was counted.
I’m starting with 5 less than last time. A whole handful. I’m so scared to get tomorrow’s maturity and fertilization rate.
The only thing I can hope for is that most if not all are mature and will fertilize. If not, I may need a good cry, big glass of wine and then talk to my RE about doing a day 3 transfer.
We have a shitty attrition rate.
The last two cycles, we started with 16 eggs and only had 2-3 to transfer on day five with nothing to freeze.
Have I mentioned I’m scared? The next few days are going to be nerve wracking. I know there’s nothing I can do about any of it now, I guess I’m just still surprised with what we got…and worried about what the means for this cycle.