Fertilization Report

We got the call from the embryologist this morning. Of the 30 eggs retrieved, 24 were mature, and 18 fertilized normally. So far, it sounds almost identical to our first cycle. I'm curious to see if all 18 make it to day 3, like all 17 did last time.

Surprisingly, I'm not in nearly as much post-retrieval pain this time around. I spent yesterday liberally popping Extra Strength Tylenol, and it hurt quite a bit when R made me laugh last night, but I stopped the Tylenol after this morning because it seemed like overkill.

Last time, the day after retrieval I could barely get in and out of the car because it hurt so much to bend down or bend over just a little bit. (I had a small car at the time, and it was pretty low to the ground.) So I'm thankful that isn't the case this time, because I was a little nervous about whether I'd be in pain sitting on a plane for a couple of hours, but I think I'll be fine.

Which brings me to my next bit of happy news: We get to go HOME!! We're flying out tomorrow night. I was actually tempted to try to leave tonight, but I didn't come up with that bright idea until about 7 p.m., which gave us exactly 2 hours and 40 minutes to pack up (we hadn't even started packing), notify the hotel and car rental company that we were leaving a day early, drop the car off at the airport, catch the shuttle to the main terminal, get through security (with two laptops and R being hand-searched), get to our gate and get our butts in the seats before they closed the door behind us. Not to mention, call my in-laws sometime during all of that and convince them to pick us up at the airport at 11:30 p.m.

Needless to say, R nixed that crazy scheme pretty quickly. Oh, well, it's been 15 days, so at this point what's one more day, right? I will be so glad to see our furbabies though!