Day 3...2 or 3???

Day 3 arrived...and once again we made the drive to New Haven to the non-descript building where the Yale Fertility Clinic is located.  We walked in...knowing that the outcome of this day could bring overwhelming joy or unbearable disappointment and all we could do was hope, pray, and believe that whatever would happened was meant to be.

Ironically I don't remember all of the specifics of the day.  It's all a little hazy to me with pieces that are so very vivid.  For instance, I remember laying in the transfer room and having the lab tech bring me a label with my vital information for comparison with that on the embryos.  I remember there being a small pass through window in the wall that separated the lab from the procedure room and thinking that on the other side of that wall is a room full of hope and life.  I remember Dr. Seli talking with us about the quality of the embryos and telling us that of the 12 that we started with, we still had 5 viable embryos.  I remember talking with Dr. Seli about whether to transfer 2 embryos or 3 and him recommending 2 since I was still young and had more time to have children.  And so, the decision was made.  We would transfer 2 embryos and freeze 3 for the future.

And with that, the procedure began.  I had been prescribed a valium to help me relax, but unfortunately I took it too late and was hardly relaxed during the transfer.  At one point Dr. Seli spoke very sternly to me and said "if you want this to work, you need to relax.".  I felt like I had been yelled at...but I know that it was for good reason.  And so, I tried my very hardest to relax my tender body that was sore and achy from the retrieval only 3 days earlier.  And in a matter of only minutes, the transfer was done, John was allowed to come in and Dr. Seli presented us with an ultrasound picture of where he had implanted the 2 little embryos that would hopefully make a home in my belly.

Now all we had to do was wait...and wait we did.