Just Me And My Frosty

Today was my frozen embryo transfer day and I am now officially in my 2 week wait. It felt a lot like the last transfer day but with a few differences.

First, I was on my own, no hubby in sight. He had to be in a different country for business and couldn't make it this time.

Second, my RE wasn't the one doing my procedure. I was sitting in the lobby waiting to be called in. The nurse calls my name and brings me to the reception area and informs me I have a phone call from my RE. My heart dropped and I immediately thought the worst. But he was just calling to tell me he had a family emergency and couldn't be there to do the transfer. He wanted to let me know he was sorry and went over a few things with me. Phew, what a sigh of relief.


It was a bit strange getting ready for this transfer all by myself. I talked to the hubby on the phone right before I went in. I know he feels really guilty that he can't be with me this time. I do understand, but it was scarier on my own. I fought back the tears a bit as I put on the medical footies and undressed from the waist down (as you do). But I pulled myself together before any actual tears came.

The RE who did the transfer was very sweet. It hurt a bit more but that was probably because I was more tense this time. I laid on the table afterwards for about 30 minutes and then they sent me home with all the paperwork and a photo of Frosty.

So now Frosty and I are on bedrest. We took a nap and then caught up on some emails. Then we started watching an Entourage marathon. I somehow missed season 7 and figured this would be a great chance to catch up.

I do wish the hubby was here to keep me company though. It's just me and my Frosty,,,, but that's not such a bad thing now is it???