Well, today did not go as expected. Good news: we got 7 eggs (I guess that's good news). Bad news: what should have been a simple egg retrieval procedure turned into an ambulance ride to the ER and a full day in the hospital... yeah.
We got up at 4:30 this morning to get ready and head to SGF. I mentioned in a previous post that Dr. Sagoskin was not going to be the one doing my procedure and I was nervous about that. I just couldn't kick this lingering feeling all morning that this weekend doctor wasn't going to know enough about my condition and I was worried something would go wrong with his lack of knowledge, but I chalked it up to my anxiety.
Everyone was SUPER nice in the surgery center at SGF, which made me feel a lot better. The nurse clearly explained everything that was going to happen and I calmed down a bit. Around 6:45am we met with the anesthesiologist so that he could start my IV (what was supposed to be the "worst" of the day). It was pretty bad. Although the guy was nice, he insisted trying my left arm even though I told him that after 8 days of blood draws, my right side was always easier. He couldn't find a good vein in my left arm (shocker), so he decided to use the vein in my hand - SUPER painful. And guess what? He still couldn't get it. Know what we ended up doing? Using my right arm, which worked right away. WHY does no one ever listen to me???
We waited around some more until it was time. I thought they were going to put me to sleep and then wheel me into the surgery room, but no. They had me walk into the surgery room, which looked like a torture chamber. Tons of lights, scary medical equipment, and this terrifying looking leg holder/stirrup thing I had to sit in. As soon as they laid me down I started having a bit of a panic attack and was crying - it was scary! Luckily, they gave me the sleepy meds soon and before I knew it I was waking up and it was over.
They got 7 eggs. I wanted more, but I'm just praying these are good quality (quality over quantity!). I felt ok after waking up. Very groggy as expected, and a little pain in my ovaries, but nothing too bad. About 10 minutes after waking up, I felt like I had to pee really bad so they took me to the bathroom. But, I couldn't go and just blood was dripping out. I told them I felt like I had to pee, but couldn't. They ensured me this was normal and had me lay down for a few minutes and try again soon. I tried again, same thing. At this point I was still on pain meds and drowsy, so I didn't feel much pain. They let us go home!
I got home, laid down, and my bladder was becoming more and more uncomfortable. I still couldn't pee and it felt SO full. Within an hour of being home, I was in excruciating pain - I'm a baby, but this was the most pain I've ever felt in my life. I was literally laying in bed screaming and crying nonstop. We tried to call SGF, but since it was the weekend, you had to call their 800 number and then wait 30 minutes for a nurse to call you back. We tried, but I just could not wait. And even more than that, there was no way I was going to last 20 minutes in Kyle's car trying to drive back there. We decided to call an ambulance and thank god we did.
They arrived quick and took good care of me cause one of the guys knew Kyle from work. They got me loaded up, started another IV (ugh) and gave me some pain meds to ease the pain I was feeling. We got to the hospital quick and they got a catheter in me within 10 minutes of being there. As soon as they drained everything out I felt SO much better. The problem? My bladder was producing straight blood. And I'm not talking light pink dyed urine, I'm talking dark dark blood. If you're into that creepy crap, see the TMI photo below. (We took this to show SGF later so they could see what they did to me).
They weren't sure where the blood was coming from, so I was sent to get an ultrasound done so they could check my bladder and see if there was any liquid or bleeding in my abdomen. The ultrasound showed two pretty decent sized blood clots. We determined, with the ER doctor and Dr. Idiot from SGF on the phone, that my bladder was not in a normal spot (as I told him things were not in normal places down there!!) and he must had punctured my bladder with the needle during surgery. Of course on the phone Dr. Idiot never apologized and insisted I was fine. He also kindly informed me that for "future reference" I should always call them before 911 because they know the side effects better and they could have treated me at SGF. Ummmm OK but HELLO I tried that, and your stupid phone system was taking forever and I felt like I was dying.... sooo no.
So where are we now? Home, thank god. We got back around 5:30pm. I have to have a catheter in for 2 days and I feel like an old person (yeah, that's fun) and I'm still bleeding, but not as bad. They said it could take 2 days for my internal wound to heal. Oh and on top of all of that, I have the normal symptoms from surgery that seem minor compared to all of this - ovary cramping, uncomfortable, etc.
SGF is supposed to call between 12 and 3pm tomorrow to let us know how many eggs fertilized - it better be a good number after a day like today!!! They will also have a nurse call to check in on me and schedule an appointment for me to come in Monday and see how things are.
I'm exhausted and so done with this day. I just really pray that we have good fertilized eggs by tomorrow and that all this nonsense doesn't effect my body's ability to have a successful embryo transfer on Thursday. I just don't want all of this to be for nothing! Praying praying that all of this pain is worth it and we get our miracle baby.
Thank you to everyone that checked in with me today! I have the best friends and family ever!!! And thank you to my mom who came right away to the hospital, stayed on top of the nurses to make sure they were doing everything right, and for staying with us tonight to make sure I'm ok.
If I'm up for it, I hope to update tomorrow when we hear from SGF!