Thank you Dr

Thank you Doctor for not giving me too many details about everything. It's helped me to stay calm(er) through the last few days. This past Wednesday I had my egg retrieval. 12 eggs were successfully removed and 9 of those fertilized. How, you may ask? I don't know! He didn't tell me and I didn't ask, since I was standing the school stairwell where I work. Next, he called me today and said that "the embryos look great-let's push your transfer to Monday at 11am". Ok! Any other details? Nope! I was literally in the middle of class and had 12 teenagers staring at me. So because of this I have nothing to obsessively google or think about. Also it gives me a few more days to recover from the egg retrieval-which really knocked me down a few pegs this time. I wasn't nervous at all going into it. The anesthesiologist put the mask on my face after I was all stirruped-up and told me to breathe deeply. Next thing I vaguely remember is the nurse telling me to get up. I honestly do *not* remember getting into the wheel chair. I do *not* know who tied up my gown in the back-I certainly didn't but it was tied when I changed. I remember getting into the chair and just being out of it. For a long time. Like really out of it. Then the cramping started. It wasn't pleasant. Then my heart rate started setting off alarms lol...at which point I groggily looked at the machine and said "I alive dammit seriously?" So I stayed in recovery for probably an hour. When I got home I slept most if the day. Now I just have to make it through Monday and see what happens!! Not overly optimistic but everyone else is so I figure they can keep me positive. Why the negativity? Not negative, really, just staying in a safe zone of apathy unless something positive actually happens. 

So...that's it for now!! "They look great". Ok!! I can live with that.