Well fuck me. All this worrying about OHSS and not transferring. Driving myself crazy, on the verge of tears for two days. I had my retrieval today and out of the 29 follicles they saw two measly days ago we got eight eggs. Eight fucking eggs. The 40-ish year old woman that came out of retrieval after me had NINE!

The good news is that they all "look" mature and Mr. M really performed today. The embryologist called to tell us motility and morphology were excellent. We were borderline to the point where they like to confirm whether we would like to proceed with ICSI or conventional. That's a really hard decision. It's like those game shows where you had to choose between door #1 or door #2. Except we will never know what was behind the other door. I decided to go conventional. I figure that the one sperm they choose to inject into my egg could be the wrong one. I like to think there might be some Darwinism involved here. The one that cracks that shell will be the strongest, the one that will make it past day three.

Obviously the other good news is that the concern for OHSS is very low so if there is anything left on Monday, we will transfer.

Now to make it through this weekend without losing my mind. Maybe I will take that Valium they gave me...