Rum-a-gumption
My Dad is a practical joker. Always coming up with something that would get us going. Sometimes if he looked sad, I would ask what was wrong. At that point he often made up a co-worker and said they were sick. It always sounded very serious. I often took the bait, asking what they had that was so horrible. That's when he said they had "rum-a-gumption of the egg bag". (A made up disease that was funny to a 5 year old.) I hadn't thought about it, until recently.
Today I called in for my updated counts to see if I needed to go in for a 3 day transfer, or if we could wait until day 5. I was told that they would call me back, as my count was on the edge. (Which of course had me worried since I started out with 21 eggs, how could I not have enough!) I learned of the 7 eggs that hadn't fertilized at first, 5 had gone on to "cleave" (fertilize and divide). Which bumped my totals up to 19 fertilized eggs out of 21. The nurse said I had six grade 2 and up embryos (grade 1 being perfect), and the rest of the embryos were in question, as they had not developed as far yet, and so they needed to discuss the results with the on call RE since mine is out this week.
I waited on pins and needles, until they finally called back stating that six were "in the box". (I have three with 6 cells, a 7 cell, and an 8 cell.) This was enough for the RE to feel comfortable about continuing to grow them to Blast stage. The other 12 range from the 2-5 cell stages. These will be allowed to grow as well, however are not considered strong candidates for the transfer due to their late development. (But who knows, they may surprise us.)
It's hard not to look at the numbers and not worry. (or to think that somehow it is my fault we're not getting pregnant) My RE originally warned me that even in the best cycles most of the embryos will not make it to Day 5, but it still is unnerving. If one (or hopefully more) of my lovingly grown embryos develops into a blastocyst I will be so-o relieved! If not, we will be back at square one. I realize there is nothing I can do at this point, I just need to stop worrying about suffering from rum-a-gumption of the egg bag and focus on recovering and creating a good environment for a Day 5 transfer.
Today I called in for my updated counts to see if I needed to go in for a 3 day transfer, or if we could wait until day 5. I was told that they would call me back, as my count was on the edge. (Which of course had me worried since I started out with 21 eggs, how could I not have enough!) I learned of the 7 eggs that hadn't fertilized at first, 5 had gone on to "cleave" (fertilize and divide). Which bumped my totals up to 19 fertilized eggs out of 21. The nurse said I had six grade 2 and up embryos (grade 1 being perfect), and the rest of the embryos were in question, as they had not developed as far yet, and so they needed to discuss the results with the on call RE since mine is out this week.
I waited on pins and needles, until they finally called back stating that six were "in the box". (I have three with 6 cells, a 7 cell, and an 8 cell.) This was enough for the RE to feel comfortable about continuing to grow them to Blast stage. The other 12 range from the 2-5 cell stages. These will be allowed to grow as well, however are not considered strong candidates for the transfer due to their late development. (But who knows, they may surprise us.)
It's hard not to look at the numbers and not worry. (or to think that somehow it is my fault we're not getting pregnant) My RE originally warned me that even in the best cycles most of the embryos will not make it to Day 5, but it still is unnerving. If one (or hopefully more) of my lovingly grown embryos develops into a blastocyst I will be so-o relieved! If not, we will be back at square one. I realize there is nothing I can do at this point, I just need to stop worrying about suffering from rum-a-gumption of the egg bag and focus on recovering and creating a good environment for a Day 5 transfer.
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