Remember Miracle Max? From The Princess Bride? Inigo and Fezzik brought the Man in Black to him. Miracle Max pronounced him “mostly dead,” which means he’s still a little bit alive, and gave him a tasty chocolate pill.
Well, we really need Miracle Max, because today we transferred two mostly dead blasts into my uterus, aka, the place where embies go to die. The doc said at first we only had one and it was pretty ugly. We saw the pic. It was all raggedy and had a lot of black spots (meaning, dead spots). I have seen pics of beautiful embies; these were not at all like those. But he said if we wanted to transfer it we might as well, since we were there and all. In the OR, the embryologist said we should transfer one other as well, since it still had a few cells alive. Overall, it was a pretty painful (oh, the BLADDER!) and uncomfortable and sad morning.
I was about to cry from the bladder pain — they were kind of unorganized, just moved into new wing of hospital so I was first tx there and no one seemed really sure where to go, etc. So my bladder was overly full for much longer than it was supposed to be. Then, when we got the shitty-ass news, I wanted to cry from that. Then the whole procedure got started. And you know how these go for me and my cervix from hell…
Came home and slept off the valium for about 4 hours. I wish I could sleep for about a month. Or a year.
Bye bye, bio baby. Maybe I’ll get to meet some of you in heaven, because I sure don’t think I am ever going to meet you here.
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