is knowing that you did the best you could and it still wasn't good enough.
I went to work today anxiously awaiting my fert report. I stopped in the bathroom before walking in to the office and as I was getting ready to walk in, they called.
I knew the moment the nurse said hello in the most somber voice that it wasn't good.
Of our 10 eggs, once again, only 4 were mature. Of those 4 only 2 fertilized.
Since there are only 2, we report for transfer tomorrow morning.
I'm trying to remain hopeful but the truth is I'm devastated.
Spoke to Dr. S who reminded me that this is not a hopeless cause.
Praying she is right and praying for these 2 little embryos.
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