So, it was FET time yesterday and (touch wood) all seemed to go well!
As I’m sure many of you will have experienced, our day started with waking up at the crack of dawn nervously awaiting the phone call to tell us if our embryos had survived the thaw. I felt physically sick, couldn’t keep my mind occupied by anything and was actually looking forward to 7am when my Cyclogest pessary and Lubion injection would be a welcome distraction - a sentence I never thought I’d say.
Anyway, fast forward to 10 o’clock and the phone eventually rings to say both of our little beauties survived the thaw and they’d see me at 11.15, hooray! Me and my boyfriend immediately went from ‘I feel sick, I can’t eat, I’m not hungry’ to ‘Let’s definitely get a McDonald’s breakfast on the way to the clinic!’
Half an hour later we arrived at the clinic and I’m glugging down water like there’s no tomorrow kicking the arse out of ‘operation full bladder’, really cocky like ‘I don’t feel half as uncomfortable as last time, I don’t need a wee at all, I’m absolutely fine!’, then, literally three minutes later ‘Oh gosh, this is torture...why can’t they HURRY UP...I’m going to have to listen to my mindfulness app to distract me...nope, that’s not working...what if I wee while she’s doing it...THIS IS TORTURE!’. Luckily, a few minutes later they called me in and from there I could focus on looking at our beautiful little embryos on the screen (I should also admit at this point that I was slightly smug when the doctor told me my bladder was ‘beautifully full’, I didn’t think I’d ever be proud of my urinary system but there you have it eh?!)
So, that’s that for now, we’ve just got to hope, pray and wish that round two works for us. Luckily I’m on half term at the moment and the next few days can be nice and stress free so today will involve preparing a lovely (I hope!) tea for me and my boyfriend, which leads me to the question, am I allowed to eat meringue?!
Sending love and positive thoughts to you all! 😊💕 xxx