It ain’t nothing but a numbers game!
I am a pretty chill, positive person. I had high hopes for this cycle, especially when my FS was CERTAIN we would have “at least 8 frozen embryos” because I’m young and healthy... After the egg retrieval it was nothing short of an emotional roller coaster.
On day 3, even though I was sick with OHSS, getting the phone call saying 6 embryos were growing promisingly... we were all jumping for joy and even shed a happy tear thinking “thank god this has all been worth it!!!” 😀🙏🏼 Day 5 - I am lying in bed and get the phone call and I can’t help but feel disappointment and fear, but still hopeful! 🙂
Day 6 - laying in bed again, in pain and hearing the words “hopefully we will be able to freeze one for you” set me off. I felt hopeless, alone, disappointed and burst into tears overwhelmed with feeling like “it hasn’t been worth it” and all woe is me... 😭😭😭 Day 7 - Hearing they were able to freeze one was bittersweet.
I am so incredibly grateful that we were able to get one frozen embryo but when the reality was so far from the expectation, it is hard not to feel a little bruised from the experience.
I have decided to call it our one golden egg 🥚 and I am so excited to transfer it in the near future ❤️