...when they rain, they pour.
First call was from Dr. K. Of 16 eggs retrieved, they were able to ICSI 9. Of the 9, 5 fertilized. Of the 5, 1 was abnormal fertilization and arrested.
Which leaves 4. Of 16. So...when he called with that, of course he tried to keep looking at the up side. The old, "It only takes one" speech. I hate that speech.
We discussed that there's obviously some egg issue that we haven't been able to hone in on yet. (Um, really? Have I not been saying that, even with Matthew's cycle??) He also said that if we have to do this again, we'll change a few things.
I'm thinking we'll be doing this again. Super.
So, we'll know more tomorrow and if they haven't arrested and are able to be transferred on Thursday, we'll be there.
My nurse also called to give a little more reassurance. She said that of the 4, the lab didn't note anything about the egg quality, and had there been an issue, they would have. The egg quality of those 4 little embryos, that is. Again, we'll know more tomorrow.
Then Dave from the cemetery called. Matthew's headstone is in and has been placed at his grave.
It's a stay in my pajamas and bed day.