Ahh, ’tis right smack in the middle of the dreaded Two Week Wait! (2ww)
I believe this phrase is appropriated from TTC (“trying to conceive”) message boards. I’ve landed on those once or twice during moments of googlemania, and let me tell you what, there’s a lot more sex going on in those than there are on the assisted reproductive technology-focused boards! There is never any sex on those boards!(Though there’s a decent amount of reference to male partners giving samples. I hear that’s not as sexy as it sounds, though). Read More »
The embryology lab called me this morning and told me that they were able to freeze 9 embryos! This incredibly fertile woman just keeps impressing me more and more! Really hope this is a good sign that the two embryos I’m chilling out with at the moment will stick around. I’m in the midst of drinking some sort of disgusting green juice so I can be all healthy for them or whatever, so they’d better appreciate this sacrifice. Read More »
I was just reading an article about the “baby deadline test,” which is apparently the media’s new nickname for the Anti-Müllerian Hormone test. That’s the blood test I took at my diagnostic visit that was an indicator of the amount of eggs I had left. Although it’s been used for a while to help diagnose infertility, apparently it’s got a new use: helping any woman predict how long she can realistically wait to start trying to get pregnant, and/or whether she’s a good candidate for egg freezing. Read More »
Our donor’s egg retrieval was yesterday and I got the update call this morning. They retrieved 29 eggs, 19 of which were mature enough to inject sperm into, and 17 fertilized properly and are now zygotes! WOW! That is awesome!! Unless things go horribly awry somehow, they expect I’ll have a good amount of 5-day-old embryos (aka blastocysts) from which to choose the best-looking two, and probably a bunch to freeze for subsequent cycles (if necessary) or donation to another recipient(s)/research (if a baby happens this time!). Read More »
Long ago (ok, like eight years ago), my ex-husband got into watching the show It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia on FX. I thought it was absolutely heinous. It was basically a show in which every single character was an incredibly, unapologetically horrible person.
Then, as with many shows I eventually grew to like, the more I endured hearing it in the background, the more I had to bite the bullet and admit that I was kind of a horrible person, too, because I had started to find it hilarious. Read More »