Waking up after Egg Collection was strange. I felt nothing, no discomfort just a little groggy. Having an Oxygen Mask on my face and hearing the heart monitor beeping away.
I remembered looking down at my hand to see if there was a number written on it representing the number of eggs collected, but there wasn't. OH NO! My heart sank.
Pretty soon a nurse came over and asked how I was and I said I felt really good, She asked if I was in any discomfort to which I said no and I lay there for a while. I asked her how many eggs were collected on her second time back to which she looked at my chart and replied 14. I was wrapped.
After about an hour of laying there, Dr stokes came through and he said, we got 14 from you which is wonderful, I also had to do another proceedure on you while under, so you were under for a fair while longer than anticipated. But all went well.
Another hour or so passed and the machines were switched off the oxygen came off and I was told I could very slowly get dressed. YAY CLothed again! Woohooooo!
They rang mark to tell him he could collect me at 6.30pm but he was already waiting in the carpark so they allowed him in, they came me a cup of tea and some Jatz crackers.
Mark and Harry came in with a bunch of flowers (Bless) and they both gave me big cuddles. He was also thrilled to hear 14 eggs were collected.
After an hour they let us go home. THANK GOODNESS IT WAS OVER. I felt the weight of the world off my shoulders.
Now to the next hurdle of Fertilisation Rates.
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