I had my retrieval this morning and the doctor was able to retrieve
11 good eggs! Yes! I'm so proud of my ovaries right now, take that FXPOI!
I know everyone's egg retrieval experience is different. Before going in for my procedure I read as many first hand accounts as I could, and I still wasn't sure what to expect. It's a little after 7pm now so it's still early but my good drugs have worn off from the retrieval and thus far I have to saw it hasn't been so bad.
We ran a little late in the morning but I still checked in about 50 minutes before my procedure. I had run a wash the night before and apparently E's jeans had gum in them - gum which got all over my lucky rainbow panties. I was not thrilled but opted for a pair of blue starfish undies to match my blow fish socks.
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Puffers!
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Once there, I turned in my paperwork for SCRC and they had me fill out another huge stack of paperwork for the surgery center. I thought I was coming in fully prepared with my three massive packets but apparently there's always more paperwork! After signing about a million consent forms and handing over our credit card for ICSI and the biopsy, I made the mistake of going pee. I drank SO MUCH electrolyte water yesterday to try and stave off constipation that I'd been peeing like every 10 minutes. I asked the paperwork person in charge if there was anything else she needed from me and she said no, so I figured great, let's go pee now so there's no chance of my bladder getting in the way of the retrieval. I've hard about people needling a catheter when they go in with a full bladder and I was Not going to be one of them. Apparently, this was the wrong move. I was supposed to pee in a cup, probably for an unnecessary pregnancy test, but there was nothing I could do at that point. Whoops.
After my potty faux pas, I met the nurse who would be taking care of me during my retrieval. She was very friendly and assured me that the lack of pee wouldn't be a problem. She took me back to the recovery room, took my vitals (my blood pressure was high, I was a bit nervous) and had me change into a gown, which I accidentally put on backwards and had to change. That thing was huge! I met the anesthesiologist, we went over my latex allergy and allergy to all the fun drugs and I decided to stick with Tylenol and later Advil instead of getting a script. Then the nurse brought in E to sit with me and hold my hand which I so appreciated. I felt a lot better with him there even if he couldn't do anything but provide emotional support.
A few minutes later it was time for my IV, which came with the usual numbing injection that burns for a second and the large IV needle which aches in spite of the local anesthetic. It wasn't bad though, she got it first try and Dr. Danzer came over to see how we were doing. I had my blow fish socks on, ready to dispense some good luck, and Dr. D decided to take me a little bit early since everything was good to go!
I said goodbye to E and they wheeled me back in to the procedure room. They had me scoot onto the surgery table and I was able to chat with the nurses about the centers preferred method of embryo culture. They must have given me the general around that point because that's the last thing I remember before waking up back in the recovery room maybe 20 minutes later.
I've been under anesthesia a couple times before and have never had unpleasant side effects or difficultly waking up. I pretty much pop awake, fully alert, and this time was no different. I chilled for awhile, kind of feeling myself out, waiting for my nurse to come by, and once she saw I was awake she brought me E for company and a couple Tylenol. I don't know how useful Tylenol is for most people, but for me it does nothing. My ovaries were still feeling pretty sore and tender 10 minutes later and they don't like you to take Advil right after the retrieval, so the nice anesthesiologist brought me some Fentanyl for my IV. One small dose did the trick, it dulled the achey soreness to a completely bearable level, and a couple minutes later I was good to go.
E helped me back into my clothes and they brought me a wheelchair to chill in while E brought the car around. We gave him about a 10 minute head start, they wheeled me down, E helped me into the car, and we were home free! I was, as expected, starving so I placed an order for a massive amount of food at our local jewish restaurant/deli. As far as I'm concerned, Matzo ball soup is definitely Jewish penicillin and it was the first thing I wanted.
E dropped me off at home, got me situated in bed and then went to pick up my lunch. Almost immediately, I had to pee AGAIN, for the millionth time. This was another thing I was worried about - a lot of people report that the first pee after a retrieval is really painful but for me it really wasn't awful. My bladder kind of ached for a few seconds in a way I wasn't expecting, almost like the feeling of pressure, but I was basically just peeing out all the water I've been chugging and that was it. I've probably peed at least 8 times since coming home, drank another 100oz of water, and the slight bladder ache is mostly gone.
I was planning on taking it easy on the food since I'm still worried about constipation, but I devoured lunch like a starving person. The entire container of Matzo ball soup disappeared, along with some bagel chips and half a French Dip sandwich. I thought I'd have a little soup, relax some, drink water and maybe have more soup later, but I devoured the whole thing in one sitting like a beast. Then I kissed E goodbye, he headed off to work, and I promptly feel asleep with my full belly, not to be awakened until several hours later by my once again protesting bladder.
I've been up now for a bit and feeling mostly fine, just a little tender. I'm trying to be a good patient this go round so I just took more Tylenol instead of the Advil I'd really like to take. The tenderness feels like an ache as opposed to cramps or sharp pain, but it does make it difficult to bend over and get up. All in all, I'd say I've been pretty lucky so far.
Side Effects:
- Tender, sore ovaries/belly/uterus/lady bits
- The backs of my hands and the front of my knees were weirdly sweaty, probably from the anesthesia or fentanyl
- Sore throat, probably from the anesthesia, but I wasn't intubated. I hope I'm not getting sick!
- Some really, really minor bleeding, like barely any when I wiped twice, along with some of the gel from the ultrasound probe
- Hungry like the wolf
- Sleepy
- Bloating - this supposedly wont go away for about a week
- No constipation yet, but who knows with the amount of food I just inhaled ><
Tomorrow morning Dr. D will be calling with our fertilization report and I am hoping/praying/wishing that all 11 good eggs fertilize perfectly. About 6 hours after the retrieval, while I was snoozing away, one of the SCRC embryologists was fertilizing my eggs via ICSI. Dr. D joked about it being a bit of a beauty contest and said that the embryologist would pick the absolute best looking and swimming sperm he could find from our sample.
It's officially out of my hands now so the only thing I can do is wait and hope and trust in the skill of their embryologist and the quality of my eggs.
Grow healthy and strong little embryos, you're so, so very wanted!