This will have to be short because apparently, bed rest really means lying horizontally. So I'm craning my neck and typing this on my iPad.
Am I killing you with the suspense yet?
(Adam got me the iPad for Christmas; isn't he sweet?)
It's great news! We transferred two good-looking blastocysts. I'll write about the procedure itself tomorrow because it was pretty cool. But the important thing is that all six embryos were still growing. Three were blastocysts, two were early blastocysts, and one was a Morula, which is a stage just prior to blastocyst. We didn't get grades for them, but we obviously transferred the two best ones, according to the embryologist's judgment. Wer're hoping to freeze at least one more, but it is up to the embryologist to determine which are viable, and he'll do that this afternoon or tomorrow morning. I'm a little peeved that we don't get to be involved in that decision, but the clinic does it to prevent wasting everyone's time and resources with embryos that are highly unlikely to make it.
But we have our two chances. Everything is on track. Now we have a 70% chance of getting pregnant. Whew! All of this, just for 70%.
I'll write more tomorrow.