Today was T-day. They had originally said yesterday would be the day, but my progesterone was a tad bit lower than they wanted on Sunday so they did a re-check on Monday and pushed the transfer back a day. Everything went smoothly, as near as I can tell. We arrived and the embryologist came in to have us sign some forms and confirmed that our embryo had survived the thaw and looked great. The ultrasound tech checked my bladder and gave me a little more water to drink to pump up my bladder for better viewing/angle of entry into my uterus.
The doctor on transfer duty today was Dr. S, who just so happens to be the one who did my original egg retrieval and at least one of my fluid drains for OHSS. I'm pretty sure he also did the fresh transfer (which resulted in the birth of N), so I like to think he's sort of our good luck charm. We'll see if that holds true, but regardless it was nice to see a somewhat familiar face in the transfer room.
As we were watching the embryo on the screen, I made a comment that it looked like a piece of broccoli (valium is FUN). So now our little embryo has been officially dubbed "Broccoli" or "Brocc" for short. We've always named our embryos, if only to ourselves. It's our way of giving them an identity. N was called Flash. The embryo from FET #2 was Splash. Shrimp was our embryo that resulted in a positive HCG this past spring before ending in a chemical pregnancy.
I don't know what will become of Brocc. Part of me feels like Brocc is a he, but only time will tell if that is true, or if we will even have the opportunity to find out if that is true or not.
Hold on tight, little Brocc. Please hold on tight in there.
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