A Fine Harvest Indeed!

I went in on Tuesday for my egg retrieval surgery. It hurt. REALLY BAD! The IV sucked because they needed a couple of blood samples. They used a giant syringe to suck a couple of gallons out of my arm. The anesthesiologist had to remind me to breathe. Then, instead of stirrups, they strapped me into what looked like knee length moon boots. They pumped some anesthesia into me, strapped some oxygen to my face and out I went. The nurse said, "When you wake up you are going to feel compelled to ask the same question over and over again. That question is, 'How many did they get?'. when you remember the answer to that question we'll know you're out of the anesthesia."
Sure enough, I asked several times. The answer was 18! I was groggy but excited. They gave my a progesterone in oil shot in the hospital so Charlie could see how to give them. They are intramuscular and supposed to be horrible. The needle is huge and long. I actually don't think they are as bad as the hormone shots we were giving before the retrieval.
I went home in some pain. Like, excruciating-I-owed-someone-money-and-they-beat-it out-of-me-pain. I spent yesterday and today recovering and they called me with an update today. 4 of the eggs were not mature enough to fertilize. Of the 14, 12 of them fertilized and are official embryos! I have the transfer on Friday or Sunday, depending on the development. Hopefully, we will have some left over to freeze (thank you to Sarah who very generously offered freezer space so we could avoid storage fees, but I think we got it). If this cycle doesn't work, or if I miscarry, we will have future embryos to try with. Or, if we have one and decide we want another, we can use the frozen embryos.
Anyway, that's where we are. I will keep you all posted!