So … all of my embryos are still growing.
ALL EIGHT OF THEM.
Tomorrow is my transfer. I still need to talk to my doctor and discuss that … we are transferring one embryo. J Haha, I’m pretty sure it will only be one because—at this rate—they’re all pretty healthy.
Ohhh if only the office would ANSWER THE PHONE AND TURN OFF THEIR VOICEMAIL. I mean, they’re supposed to be open at 8 a.m. It’s 8:30 a.m., and their voicemail is still on.
I’m feeling much better. I just have this weird soreness in my abdomen. I don’t know what caused that …? But it’s feeling better each day.
There’s not much to report besides that my embryos were dividing into eight-cell embryos yesterday and my transfer is scheduled for tomorrow at 12:30 p.m.
Oh—and they want me to have a moderately full bladder by drinking 20 ounces of liquid.
Ummm … I might burst all over you the moment you open my legs, doc.