Retrieval Update

I had my retrieval at 11 this morning.  I was a bit freaked out that all my follicles would have exploded or dissolved before I made it to the clinic.  When the nurse took my vitals before handing me over to the anesthesiologist, my pulse and blood pressure were WAAAAY higher than normal.  Elizabeth and I waited for what seemed like an eternity in my little curtained off hospital bed.  Great, plenty of time for me to get even more nervous.  

Finally, I was called into the procedure room.  I remember the anesthesiologist putting an oxygen mask over my face and telling me to think of my favorite place.  I remember him putting the drugs into my IV.  I remember looking at the light overhead, and thinking "I hope this doesn't take long".  And then Elizabeth was standing over me in the recovery room.  

As soon as I was conscious, I felt some crazy need to prove how alert I was.  While I was waiting to go into the procedure room, I had heard the people in the beds next to me, groggy and mumbling after they woke up.  My control freak self said that I just couldn't be one of those crazy mumbling women.  So I made a point of being super chatty with the nurse, which probably just made me seem like a weirdo.  

Overall, the retrieval was much better than I expected.  I haven't felt any pain or nausea, and was up and ready to go within 1/2 hour of being wheeled out of the recovery room.  And they got 18 eggs!  Now I am waiting on pins and needles for the phone call on Monday, when I find out if any of them fertilized.

Lucky duck socks in the recovery room