Dear ladies. I'm new to this forum. I'm new to IVF. I'm new to the concept of wanting a child and that's not even a constant. My bio clock has taken over and the doc tells me get cracking on that ivf option before its top late (genetic such and such suggests eggs at a scarce premium)
So I have embarked on a premature (in my eyes) journey to see if I can bake one - baby that it.
So a month or so on drugs and an ovum plundering yesterday. (By the way I had a local, I'm ok with pain generally but it hurt. A lot, no one told me that. I know its different or everyone but I'm still in bed cramping today and the process had me almost kick the doctor. I am fine and we ladies are tough but I wish I'd known and I would have mentally prepared better).
They - the scientists - took 5. I'll know in an hour how many - if any are multiplying cells. Fingers crossed hey? I'm having a light hearted moment. I'm actually terrified either way. Did it work?and if so argh! Did it not work and if so phew! And oh, that means I won't get grand kids which I realize actually requires a few steps in between.
Also has anyone else found their otherwise pretty grand husband frightfully annoying during this process? Mine didnt come into the egg collection and I felt somewhat abandoned as he didn't want to deal with surgery type atmosphere. I'm pretty mad at him, but I guess he has gone ino this knowing we might actually conceive so that's a long term commitment. I still want to punch him though.
I can't seem to edit, apologies for the appalling grammar in advance.