Everything went pretty smoothly on transfer day despite the fact the Prez was traveling in a motorcade about four blocks from my clinic. Normally, I leave about an hour and a half early to get to the clinic on time for my appointments. Granted the clinic is only 37 miles away from my house, but this is LA we are talking about. We forgot about Columbus Day which significantly lightened the traffic load and gave us time to walk on over to Starbucks so I could treat my dad to a little pick-me-up. Speaking of my dad, my wonderful dad escorted me to and from the clinic this time just as we did with E's cycle. Of course my acupuncturist asked if he was my husband. BAHAHAH! My dad and I both got a kick out of that!
I had acupuncture both before and after my treatment which I absolutely love since I completely relax and often end up snoring away on the table. Part of my acupuncture relaxation was ruined however, when this twit of a nurse scared the crap out of me by saying, "The doctor is going to come talk to you and maybe we'll do the transfer then." She was out of the door before I registered what she said. The next ten minutes I spent freaking out that both embryos hadn't survived the thaw. Thankfully, they defrosted perfectly! By the time of the transfer, one had started hatching....whoo!
My mom, dad, and sister have been a fabulous in taking care of my little turkey while I'm resting. Now that I've passed the 48 hour mark, the wardens have allowed me to shower and get up some. I know it's overkill, but whatever makes us feel better!
Thanks for all of the support!