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Saturday, September 21, 2013

Sometimes Plans Change, and That's Okay

Ok, so first things first. I do not usually write about my cycles while I am cycling, which is kind of crazy since I use this blog to process my thoughts on stuff, and you would think that would emotionally constipate me. But, because I typically share this blog on facebook, I don't like everyone to know exactly where I am in my cycles. I've done that before and it was a complete disaster. So, I am breaking my rule because I am not posting all my posts on facebook anymore, and I just kind of have to write about this cycle. So, if you stumble across this post and you are a facebook person, please don't mention anything about my cycle specifics. Please pretend you're reading about someone else. I realize this is kind of weird, but there are times that I kind of regret having everything out there on facebook because I don't have the blissful anonymity of being able to write about my transfers and betas as they happen out on the blogosphere. At the same time, I don't regret spreading awareness and (I might be flattering myself) acting as a resource for others who aren't quite out of the infertility closet. 
Feeling peaceful, feeling hopeful...just letting everything be.

So. My transfer is complete, and our little embryos are snuggled in. What's that, you say? I thought you were doing a Single Embryo Transfer...I thought you'd done all this research and convincing and were all set on your decision? What happened?

Well, apparently that was one of those things that I have to let go of. The day before transfer I received a call from our embryologist asking how we'd like him to choose which embryo to transfer. What the freak? I thought--because I had just had this conversation a month earlier with the nurse who asked if we wanted to thaw two and transfer one and I totally didn't get it. Why on earth would anyone discard a perfectly good embryo? I mean, SET is great but I want to THAW ONE, TRANSFER ONE, thankyouverymuch. Not outright choose one blast over another. And now here was our embryologist, saying the same thing the nurse did. Making me feel like these people truly think we're crazy. Except he explained it. Apparently, they freeze the embryos in the same tray. There was never a chance for us to transfer only one, not since the blasts were frozen in June. I was very, very upset about this, because I had AGONIZED over the SET decision and really convinced myself that it was best (and still think it is), and it was never really a choice. So, I informed the embryologist that I guess we'd be transferring two after all. And now everything made sense--I would think we were crazy, too, if I thought we were asking to triage blasts for the sake of doing SET.

I was really mad at the apparent lapse in communication (how exactly does this come up THE DAY BEFORE TRANSFER???), but did not want to address it immediately. I don't really want to be aggravated and angry going into transfer, and I don't really want to piss off the people in charge of my future precious cargo. So we went with it.

Remember my cast of characters I was going to line up to watch transfer and give us mucho good juju? Here they are in action:
Good Fortune buddies, and embryos #19 and #20 to go into my waiting uterus.
The one in the middle was my absolute favorite. This is a Personal Blessing statuette that was lent to me by my awesome therapist. She is so peaceful, and happy, and has so much potential in that belly. A little cosmos of potential, right in the uterus.

I usually feel funny about posting blast pictures, too. But, I figure they're kind of far away. The one on the left was "so-so" according to the embryologist--it wasn't fully re-expanded, which was disappointing. We had the choice again right before the transfer to not transfer it, but, to repeat myself, WHY WOULDN'T I TRANSFER BOTH if they're thawed? Just because it's a bit of an ugly duckling doesn't mean it shouldn't get a shot. I'd rather give it a chance in the uterine environment where it belongs and if it makes it, great, if not, at least it had a fighting chance. I am not ok with just discarding a blast. Those are the only children we've ever had. They are hard won and represent a lot of time and grief and medication and monetary cost. Now the one on the right, that one is perfecto. A B5 hatching blast. Yup, that's right, there's a little smudgy area at the bottom right where it is actually starting to hatch. I have never had one of these miracles before, so I can only hope it is a good sign.

Once home for bed rest, I set up my little meditation-y area on the coffee table:
I can't seem to let go of the whole red candle thing. You can't see it in the lotus thingie, but yup, red candle. And my happy little personal blessing lady. And Lord Ganesha. Can't hurt. The rest of my cast of characters are sprinkled about the house, some in my purse, all just little tokens to remind me that good fortune is possible. I have done everything I can to make this a success, and I can't do any more. It will either happen or it won't. I've already had plans set in my mind--just one embryo, please--that have had to change. And you know what? Such is life. Things change. I am not overly worried about twins, because I've transferred so many embryos in the past and never once got pregnant with multiples. But if it were to happen...things change. I can just accept what is coming my way and accept it wholeheartedly, because really, do I have any other choice? You can't change what's thrown at you. You can change how you deal with it.

I am full of hope. I am full of my little superstitions, and my little meditations, and I send sticky, loving thoughts down to my precious cargo all day long. My rest has been lovely, and I'm totally taking it easy all week. I am doing my best not to overanalyze everything. I am doing my best to just keep telling myself, "You've done all you can do. It's either happening or it's not, and you can hope for the happening, but there is no sense getting all crazy about it." I really feel pretty calm.

Of course I'm not without my crazy, like the little gallery audience I brought to transfer. Oh, and the virtual blastocyst shrine I have going in the dining room. Remember that beautiful Buddha statue my husband bought me for Christmas, the best and hardest present ever because it represented our lost baby from the miscarriage last summer? Well, that Buddha is watching over our little babylings. I have the pictures secured by the Hope shell in his lap. And floating above is my little clay star that a friend made me after our ectopic tragedy, to represent our little lost babyling who neglected to ask for directions. I hope that star guides these little potential babies home. I wanted to include our losses in our bid for hope. Without those losses we wouldn't be where we are today. I hope they help ease our take-home baby home to stay. We are so ready.


10 comments:

  1. Oh my dear, how I love your blog! :) I'm crossing my fingers, sending lots of positive energy and praying my heart out that those embryos cozy in! Our embryo was a B5 hatching blast too! So very exciting. I will be thinking of you during your waiting window and hoping that you can have some peaceful rest and enjoy yourself. Good juju to you!!!

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    1. Thank you! I am hoping that all is as it should be. I don't know about peaceful rest after today since I'll be back in Middle School Mayhem, but I spent some time yesterday doing a bunch of plans so hopefully all will be good. Thanks for your sticky vibes! I hope my hatching blast is just as awesome as yours was... :)

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  2. Sending you all the sticky vibes in the world for embryos #19 and #20! I am sorry it didn't all go as planned, but I am crossing all my crossables that you'll be back with great news soon!
    ~Aimee

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    1. Thanks Aimee! I think so little actually goes as planned, so I'm going to just take it as a cosmic sign to let the freak go. I appreciate your epic crossings! :) Thank you!

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  3. First of all, I am saying a prayer, lighting my Lady of Guadalupe candles (yes, 2 of them are burning for you right now), and sending you every good vibe I can! I have to say, you have an amazing attitude and your future baby and/or babies are lucky to have you as a mom. By the way, I love and admire the way you treat your embryos they way they deserve to be treated as well. I cannot wait to hear good news from you! May this be the beginning of a happy and healthy pregnancy.

    Much Love, Katie W.

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    1. Thanks Katie! I will take all the love... ;) It's great to see you up here. Thanks for all the good vibes!

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  5. My blast was hatching too, so I think this is a wonderful sign for you! I am SO crossing my fingers- and will be checking your blog regularly in about a week- hoping and wishing for good news for you guys, who have been through so much and deserve a happy ending this time.

    And for the record, I think you 100% did the right thing in transferring two (especially since one was so-so and one was great). I would have done the exact same.

    This is going to end well, I can feel it and am hoping for it. You are in my thoughts.

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    1. Ok, I have no idea why this is saying my blog is private, 'cause it's not. Anyway, Jess, this is me, in case you couldn't tell from the link that doesn't work :( http://infertilemyrtleblogs.blogspot.com/

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    2. Weird--It shows you as you to me... THank you! I am so encouraged by all the hatching blast successes... I can only hope to follow suit. Keep those sticky thoughts coming! I could really, really use some good news that stays good. :)

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