It isn’t dire news. But it’s not great, either (at least, I don’t think it’s great- maybe I was hoping for too much).
Of our 14 eggs, we set 7 aside for ICSI, in case it turned out we also had an unexpected fertilization problem. Turns out Dr. L. is pretty on the ball with his suspicions.
Of those seven, six were mature. And of those six, five fertilized.
Of the other seven (who went the normal IVF route), ONE fertilized. Apparently there is one other one that is still making up its mind.
Now, I have absolutely no knowledge about any of this. But this strikes me as pretty shitty fertilization rates. It suggests that Q. and I could have kept doing IUIs until the cows came home…and never seen a result. It suggests that yes, we do in fact have another problem (unless it is one of my other factors that is causing said problem, like PCOS=bad eggs or something). And it suggests that our chances of ever conceiving naturally really are zero.
That was a bit of a downer. But on the positive side, we have six embryos. Now we just have to hope they’re all good quality, and that they all keep growing happily in their dishes.
We’ll get a call tomorrow to tell us what time to come in for the transfer. I’m not sure now how many we should put back…I’m hoping we don’t have to make that decision until we know how many are going to make it to freeze.
Enough about my eggs. As for the rest of me, I am extremely uncomfortable (sorry, this will be a total whinge session). I have gained five pounds since before the procedure. I have an incredibly blocked up digestive system. And I literally don’t have any caloric room for what I normally eat after I finish slogging through all the protein, salt and Gatorade I’m supposed to be eating.
Seriously- Q. and I normally eat really well. We eat nothing processed. We cook almost everything from scratch, and we never add salt. We don’t drink anything other than water, milk, tea/coffee or wine. We are vegetarians 95% of the time- we have chicken maybe once a fortnight.
My usual meal regime looks like this:
Breakfast: oatmeal made with milk, with raisins and ground flax seeds.
Lunch: big salad (including cheese, nuts and dried fruit), or bagel sandwich with raw veggies. Fruit.
Snacks: Fruit. Sometimes cheese and crackers in the afternoon. Occasionally a cookie.
Dinner: Something that always involves loads of veggies, and usually pulses of some sort. We try to eat brown rice (or quinoa) rather than white.
That’s why I can take my metformin without too much trouble.
My current regime looks like this:
Breakfast: Ensure protein supplement. One egg. High fibre toast (one slice).
Lunch: Extremely salty noodle soup. Protein bar.
Snacks: Pretzels, and 500 ml of Gatorade twice a day
Dinner: Something vaguely resembling real food, but it must include chicken.
And I’ll keep doing it, because I feel wretched at the moment, and I don’t want to take ANY chances that this could get worse. But I can’t help but think that most of my digestive problems are probably being caused by my new diet. I think my body is in shock.
So I’m really really hoping that all these embryos keep growing. The prospect of possibly having to do this again is terrifying.