Wednesday, January 12, 2011
So far so good
Roll on Friday when I should know if any of the eggs have matured, been fertilised and multiplied appropriately. The next step is obvious but I haven't even dared pencil it into my diary yet so as not to temp fate. They managed to extract 9 eggs from 11 follicles, more than anticipated, which helps the odds somewhat and so for at least today I can breath a quiet sigh of relief that I can tick the box next to egg collection.
I found the whole experience less painful than anticipated. It hurt as I woke up and I had a lot of twinges, like really bad trapped wind that makes you wonder if perhaps you have appendicitis but then it eventually passes. A few hours on I have cramps and twinges but nothing more than a bad menstrual day. I haven't taken any pain killers, I think I'm still high on relief.
I enjoyed the anaesthetic as much as my last one during a dental op. I can remember drifting off and hearing Dr P say...'are you OK', I know this tone, it means 'are you asleep yet...can I start?'. 'Yes', I said proudly, 'I'm still awake but it's so lovely, like being drunk but lovelier...'. I woke up back in recovery and took some persuading that I had been there for half an hour already. Allegedly, I even managed to walk from the theatre to the recovery room where N was waiting and with out fully opening my eyes I asked 'Did you do your 'jizz' yet?' and just to be sure the non English speakers accompanying me to the bed could understand I followed the question with a griped hand and back and forth motion of the wrist. I don't recall any of this of course, I then threw myself on the bed with one arm and one leg dangling over the side and the Anaesthetist said to N, 'I think she's still drunk' to which he replied, 'I've seen worse' and he has too!
I wished I could stay asleep until the end of the month, at which point someone could wake me and say 'yes' or 'no'. Still such a long way to go.