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A reminder - where we’re at: We have been waiting for genetic results from the 10 embryos we sent to be tested.  After our last great call where we were told we had 15 (!) embryos, the embryologist told me that they would be calling back on Wednesday, 7/21 in the afternoon. So after waiting by the phone literally all day yesterday, CCRM didn’t call us with our results. I was livid. I had made dinner reservations at a fancy restaurant for us to hopefully celebrate (Elizabeth in Ravenswood - highly recommend.) And instead of celebrating we just talked shit on CCRM and how insensitive it was to not follow through. There are very few certainties in this process, so when someone tells you that something will be happening at a particular date and time - you latch onto it.  So I woke up this morning, started aggressively cleaning the house to pass the time until CCRM opened and I could start to call every 15 minutes to harass them, when my doctor called. We have 8 genetically normal ...

I've prided myself on bringing humor to this experience but I don't really know how to make this post funny.  We got a call Wednesday at 10:30am which was unexpected - the clinic said they usually call in the afternoon. I was alone as Evan was working on his golf game (working hard or hardly working.........) I answered, already starting to shake as the embryologist said, "We will be sending 10 embryos to genetic testing and have another 5 we'll be freezing."  15 EMBRYOS!!!!! That's insane! I almost collapsed. Never in our wildest dreams did we think we'd have that many. It really shocked me. I guess our DNA likes each other - they just never had a chance to meet.  I made her give me the grades for all 10 being sent to genetic testing. Grading of embryos is a qualitative process in which the lab looks at the inner mass where the cells are actively dividing and what will become the bebe and the outer lining which will become the placenta. On Day 3 of divisi...

hey there - I'm alive! I had egg retrieval surgery on Thursday, 7/1 and we were able to fly home to Chicago on Friday, 7/2. We've been hanging out (mostly horizontal for me) and trying to will the bloat away. I will say that I am feeling worse in the last 3-4 days after surgery than I did the entire time on shots. I look 4 months pregnant and can't shit for the life of me. All of the miralax, prune juice and coffee haven't saved me from the constipation - this shit sucks, literally.  Had a bit of a scare on Friday night after I stupidly thought taking a steam shower might help my situation. Poor Evan was trying to figure out why I was crying and yelling on the toilet for like 5 minutes until I just curled up in the fetal position, naked on the bedroom floor. God, this man loves me.  I've been slowly feeling a bit better - usually feeling best in the mornings, and then over the course of the day feel like i have 10lb dumbbells in my stomach. Hoping that...