**Place cool-o photo of Zupe the blastocyst here. It's badass, as you'd expect. It is also missing.**
This is the day, just one year ago, that we picked up Zuperfliegen from the Baby Freezer Section. He was actually the second embryo that was thawed. The first was judged to be (most likely) non-viable and so we gave the OK that morning to warm up #2. The doctor recommended that we transfer 2 embryos, but we had nixed that idea. I was not prepared to have twins. I didn't really know I was prepared to have one. The idea both delighted and worried me.
Following the recommended protocol I drank 6 gallons of water prior to arrival at the clinic. I then had a short session of acupuncture followed by a very, very, very long wait for the doctor. I could ease my anxiety by holding Kevin's hand - but that did little for my bladder.
Eventually, they wheeled me on my bed into the procedure room. (Kevin had to walk.) Dr. K confirmed that my bladder was full (and admired just how full it was. He told me it would be OK if I wanted to partially empty my bladder, but I wasn't convinced there would be any partially to that activity, so I declined.) On the monitor - which worked unlike the television in our "hospital room" - was a petri dish containing a speck. That speck would become Zupe.
We watched as the speck was aspirated into a cannula and that was then carried into the procedure room. "Watch the ultrasound and you'll see the embryo injected into the uterus".
We watched but we didn't see.
Then, we were returned to our "room". I spent the next 30 minutes or so with my legs elevated above my head (an interesting pose for using one's bed pan) while gravity did it's job of keeping Zupe "in the house", getting more acupuncture, searching for calm and trying to feel pregnant.
The wait began.
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