Things are Getting Egg-citing!

Today was egg retrieval day!  Holy cow was I nervous. We woke up, I put on my extra special egg retrieval day shirt, (Hey after 23 shots I earned a little something special), said a prayer (which continued throughout the morning/day), loaded up in the car, and off we went!

As nerve wracking as the day ways I can honestly say the ruling emotion was excitement.  This was a monumental step in this whole process.  There could be no eggs, there could be eggs that aren't mature, there could be a ton of eggs.

SOOO much was unknown...story of our lives right now. They prepped me for the procedure, sexy open back gown, foxy hat, brown no slip sox and an IV.  I got to carry my IV bag to the bathroom, because I couldn't stop feeling like I was going to pee. I was so anxious.
I got to goof off with Austin prior to, he kept taking the little finger monitor that checks your bp and oxygen levels and sticking it on his, which had me freaked out because I am such a rule follower and it was supposed to be on my finger, not his, but seriously what would they do? Kick us out? I don't think so.  I'm like the Eater Bunny, here to deliver some eggs, I am NOT leaving until you get them!

I talk to most of the staff that will be working with me. Everyone asks if I have questions, but at this point I am too nervous, excited and over googled to think of anything.

LET"S DO THIS!

They wheel me back to the procedure room.  Everything smells very sterile and medicinal. ( It is a surgical room) The room is actually pretty large.  There are a lot of monitors, and a HUGE overhead light.  (The better to see your vagina with my dear.)  They scoot me off of my current bed onto the new one.  Strap my legs into some very surprisingly comfy stirrups, talk me through a little more as they "prep the area".  Sooo awkward, but like I have said before, modesty is not a luxury of the infertile.  Shortly there after I am off to sleep and the next thing I know I'm in recovery talking to Austin.. though I don't remember beginning to talk to Austin and apparently I have been rambling... I also talked to a nurse and my doctor... hmmm... don't recall that either. Those are some good meds they give you. I found out they were able to retrieve 9 EGGS. Every one of those big beautiful follicles held a mature egg.

Austin's side of things went well. (We won't elaborate :) )  Now we wait for tomorrow to see if any eggs were successfully fertilized.  Tomorrow we find out if we have embryos!.

Bonus for everyone.  Austin recorded me coming off my medication. It's pretty funny so I'm not too embarrased to share:)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SVAFrBW9LUE