I was back at Dr. A’s this morning at 7:30 a.m. to check the follies and E2. The follies looked “really good.” I did not ask for stats on quantity or size as I didn’t want more disappointment if the cycle was cancelled. All I know is the string of photos that printed out of the machine was huge.
Dr. A called an hour ago and explained that based on appearance, my follicles look really good. My E2 has gone up, although it is nowhere near where he expected it to be. Today it was 930, up from 315 on Monday. Dr. A explained that recently the validity of using E2 levels as a way to gauge egg quality has been up for dispute. Some doctors don’t even check it until right before trigger to make sure there is no risk of hyper stimulation. Based on this, and the fact that my follicles look so good, he is comfortable moving forward with a Saturday retrieval. I’ll do one more night of Gonal-F/Ganirelix tonight to give the eggs a little bit longer to bake and then will administer my first Lupron trigger on Thursday at 10 p.m. and my second on Friday at 10 a.m. Retrieval surgery is scheduled for 8:15 a.m. on Saturday.
I am tremendously relieved by all of this, but also cautiously optimistic. I realize that just because I have 25 plus follicles does not mean I will get 25 plus eggs. I realize that based on my E2 levels I’ll be quite lucky to get 10 eggs. However, like many of you all reminded me during my meltdown, it only takes one. Yeah, yeah, yeah, this is one of the top three lines we IFers HATE to hear, but it is essentially true.
So I’m cautiously optimistic. The follies will bake a little more today and tomorrow, and then they will get two totally awesome blasts of Lupron to finish them up. The rest is 100% out of my control. All I can do is stay busy and try not to Google the heck out of “low E2 levels” and “IVF success rates.”
As for the state of my marriage, things are better. Distressing as our conversation was, it was good to get it out in the open. It gave Mr. Husband a chance to realize that it is not a personal attack on him or our marriage when I say “I don’t know what I will do it we can’t have children.” It also gave him a chance to show me that he wants this as badly as I do. He had a bad case of anxiety shits this morning because he was so worried the cycle would get cancelled. While I feel so bad for his poor bum, the situation made me feel more at ease knowing we are on the same page – two baby-crazy people, pooping like it’s going out of style .
Time to turn my attention to editing the pile of photos I shot in the past 2 weeks. Thank you all again for your kindness and support during the past few days. I will catch up on all my blog reading and commenting this weekend.