A DOZEN EGGS!

Yesterday I went in for the egg "laying" or retrieval. I was put in the room for prepping at 11:45. I changed into the lovely get-up they give you and then my IV was started. I was finished with the prep at 12:15, so we had a whole hour to wait. ONE WHOLE HOUR. I was soooo hungry!!!!! And I was bored and Tim was being childish and doing things that the nurses I'm sure wouldn't like, for example, taking the break off of the gurney and wheeling me around in the room, touching the oxygen masks and wires all around, and then asking if I could scoot over so he could lay with me and take a nap. I won't go into the other obnoxious things he was doing but all in all, he was making me laugh so hard and totally took my mind off things so I guess I should be thankful to have such a fun and crazy husband; at times.

Terrible quality I know, taking with my Blackberry, but oh well.

My IV

The Dr. came in and I was pissed because I didn't want him to be the one to do it. He is a newer doctor there, and at the location I go to, the four most experienced, older, more wise, founders of the practice, and best work there, and I was stuck with the newbie. Pulease. I was pissed but never-the-less I smiled and was very nice. Immediately after he left, Tim googled his name and read me his info from the Shady Grove Fertility Clinic website and I was very surprised. He was quite a great candidate and I felt horrible for judging his expertise. Yes, he didn't go to Georgetown, Harvard and Duke, like my doctor wonderful, but he still has quite a lot of experience.

I peed about 3 times before I went in (I am so freaked out that I will pee during the procedure, I know, I know I AM weird!). They walked me in and I sat down on the table. I didn't even want to look around. When I sat down the anesthesiologist shot something in my IV and placed his hand on my left shoulder and then the embryologist came in, who's name was Kim (just like my BFF) and she asked me what my name was and my social security number, which I was already feeling quite woozy and I gave my name and my birthday (I'm so used to that combination of the two because in every appointment for monitoring that's what they ask you, so without thinking that's what I said) and since I couldn't think, I looked at the paper and said, "yeah that's it". And that is all I remember.

"Wake up, Holly, you are in the recovery room"...wow, it's already over. I didn't even get a chance to lay on the beach in Aruba like I wanted, I thought. Boo.

Tim came in and started saying my name and I couldn't even think of wanting to open my eyes and talk. I was so sleepy. The nurse said, "oh you have been out for little longer than normal, it's ok". My mind was obviously working because I thought, and why?? I honestly, didn't really care, I just said I was in pain and feeling nausea. She came in a gave me meds and a heating pad, which helped. She stayed with me for a while and also stayed while Tim went downstairs to pick up my pain meds. (A quick side note...my pain meds, 10 Oxcycodones, we paid $2.47. My experience of working with inmates and individuals addicted to drugs, these little pills could go for A LOT on the street...oh the money I could make...and no I am not that stupid, it's just funny, because not many people know what I know from working in a jail.)

The doctor came in and said that we had A DOZEN EGGS! I was ecstatic, even though I figured we would have that many because I have had that many everyday.

Anyway, I made it to the car and we went home. Our parking lot in front of our house is being paved, so I had to walk awhile to get to our house, which was not good, along with all the men working in front of my house were watching me stumble to my house. Lovely, oh well.

For the rest of the day, I layed on the couch and watched TV. Since my procedure was so late in the day, I didn't want to come home and sleep and not be able to sleep any at night, so I ate (because I was still starving from almost 24 of no food), and ate some more, showered and then had a brownie sundae, took pain pills and went to bed. Oh, and my mommy came over and brought me a beautiful gerber daisy! I was asleep by 7:00pm and woke up many times during the night from the pain. Peeing is the worse, it hurts so bad. I just kept taking Tylenol and keeping the heating pad on my tummy.

Today I am relaxing and going to take a nap of course. I can't wait to hear how my babies are doing and how they are growing. I should know later this afternoon.