I don't know if it was a prank call or not but I got a message from Dr. Dieu's lab folks last week informing me that I have two frozen embryos. Apparently I have two blastocytes on ice. I almost dropped down on my knees when I heard. It didn't even occur to me that any had survived. In the past I've been so riddled with the bad egg moniker that I just assumed all of them were going to go bad again. I always roll my eyes when I get the permission form for freezing the eggs. "Yeah like I'll need this!" This time I even forgot to fill it out and the nurse had to chase me down the hallway to remind me to sign it.
Am I wrong to be feeling a slight spark of hope? I know the success rates for FET are not fabulous but I'm just so happy that two of my little guys have pulled through. I'd just like to sit there and stare at them for a few hours, admiring.
This really means a lot to me. It means I had a good stimulation and good eggs. It just means that they didn't attach for some reason. It's just a simple technical problem. It's not like the entire system is en panne.
Meanwhile the reason the embryos won't attach continues to dog me. The successful birth of our baby boy throws nearly all physical problems out the window. The uterus is apparently in good working order and the birth wasn't that long ago. So why isn't this working? Am I just hanging out in the bad statistic crowd?
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Of course you should feel hope. Do you read Ova Girl's blog? Her little guy is the result of FET following a failed IVF. At some point you are going to be on the right side of the statistics. Why not now?
I love OvaGirl's blog. I think I found it through your blog actually. Anyway, yes I did re-read her blog entry about the FET and it gave me some hope. She also inspired me to look into acupuncture for infertility.
Soon. Soon.
Yay for the 2 frozen blasts! Happy dance here in Morocco for you.
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