It was a snowy morning as we woke up to prepare to leave for the hospital for the transfer. They had me on the really early rotation; and, thankfully, Ms.V from across the street came over with her son K bright and early to watch LM; and we were on our way.
It had been a rather disheartening morning, I had discovered that my lucky momentos were nowhere to be found and had to settle for taking a photo with me that I printed. Upon getting prepared to be taken down for the procedure, I discovered that my ever-present charm on my necklace had fallen off in transit - PANIC! (For those who don't know, hubby purchased a cute little charm with LM's birthstone that has his name and birth date engraved on it - I never take it off... and was heart broken to find it missing.) It wasn't until after the procedure that we heard from Ms. V that it had been found, safe and sound, at home. WHEW!
We were strolled down to the OR - I always find it amazing how freaky cold it is in that room. I know it helps with sterility, but it feels like a meat locker in there! Dr. C. and his team were awaiting our arrival. He informed us that they would be transferring 3 embryos - holy cow, what??!! Apparently, the grading system for embryo quality had changed - as it is their goal to give you a 100% chance of getting pregnant, three embryos it was.
The snowflakes were still falling fast and furious when we returned to our room to wait the requisite hour before release. They were really huge, too... making it look as though we were looking out on a giant snow globe. Although the day was grey and gloomy, the falling snow really made it beautiful!
Another day of bed-rest lay ahead as we were released. Ugh! Bed-rest is the most boring thing a person can be required to do... but it is really worth the boredom!
So... now we wait. Two weeks. 14 days. An eternity, as it seems. You'd think it wouldn't be as bad the second time around... more distractions. Oh, it was worse. Damned anxiety!
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