My laptop died. Let us all bow our heads for a moment of silence before I tell about my transfer.
It’s a quarter to one a.m. and my brillance and wit have already fallen asleep. There is a longer, more charming account of yesterday’s events somewhere in this exhaustion-riddled brain, and I promise that will come later. But for now, here’s the Cliffs Notes version:
2 transferred: both great quality and one already starting to compact.
2 remaining: one with some fragmentation and the other with a few asymmetric cells, but both still considered good enough to try to culture to blast for freezing.
2 very happy and hopeful IPs
2 happier butt cheeks – my protocol has changed from 1cc PIO at morning and night to just 1cc PIO in the morning and a Provera suppository at night
1 immensely relieved and thankful Moxie (for having good embryos to transfer; the PIO is just icing on the cake)
All prayers and positive thoughts are welcome for the two travellers and for my laptop. Pray also for my sanity. For the moment, I feel fairly calm and reserved, but I expect that will go up in smoke when I enter the phase where I could reasonably expect a positive.