IVF #2, Day 15

I had myself a good cry last night. I took my cue from Hannah, the mother of Samuel, the great prophet of the Old Testament. Hannah was infertile until the Lord heard her prayer and her weeping, and blessed her with a son. So I poured my heart out to the Lord about my life. My heartache about being a widow and being childless at this point in my life. It's not the first time I've done so, but I was feeling so desperate. I cried so hard it made my ovaries hurt. I kid you not! I don't recommend having a hard cry after egg retrieval, but it had to be done.

There's just something about doing the ugly cry with God, and complaining to Him, and begging Him for help. He may not see things my way and answer my prayer the way I want Him to, but He will take my burden from me. I woke up feeling much better emotionally and physically.

So this morning I went to my acupuncture appointment, and I told Dr. P about the fertilization report. After she put the needles in me, she patted my leg and said she was going to go find out what was going on with those three other eggs that had been fertilized yesterday.

When she came back a few minutes later, she told me that one of them had fertilized and that there would now be three embryos for tomorrow's transfer! That made my whole day. After she left me alone to rest and for the needles to do their thing, I just thanked God for that blessing.

Three embryos!

Three possibilities!

So tomorrow's transfer will take place at 1 o'clock in the afternoon. I'll have acupuncture before and after the transfer. Then I'll be on bed rest through Thursday, and house rest for the next four days.

Progesterone shots start tonight, but unlike the FET, I'll only have to have one shot per day in the evening. That will make it much easier to do than twice a day.

Time to wrap up this post and do some housekeeping. I'll try to post tomorrow with any news.