The harvest went well. I seem to be in more pain than I usually am, but I'm woken through it. Got out last night to meet a friend for a little bit and I am paying for it this morning.
Honestly: we haven't gotten any results back and I am already sad and thinking the worst. They harvested 8 eggs, but I doubt any of them are going to be mature. The only thing left is to leave it in God's hands.
I am not sure I am sad because my journey has come to an end, or just sad overall I was't able to conceive naturally. Is it a blessing or a curse I had breast cancer at age 24?? It's not my place to question God's plan...and set I still do. I have a perfect little boy, who busted his chin open on Tuesday and needed stitches (we opted for glue since he was being so good and we figured he'd pick at the stitches). Boys being boys. He will have a scar, but hopefully in time it will fade and he will never know it ever happened, except through pics.
I am sad. I just want to lay around today. I am hurting and sad. So we will wait to here form the clinic on the status of our 8 eggs and make decisions from there.
Until new updates.
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