In high school, I used to sport a pendant of the number 3 on a necklace. It was the number on my basketball jersey. (I used to be so superstitious that I would bounce the ball three times before shooting a foul shot!)
So yea, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't excited that our third insemination took place on August 3rd.
We arrived at our appointment a little before 7:30. Meg checked in and told them she was there for an IUI. We ate breakfast (english muffins, woo hoo!) and attempted to solve more of the mystery picture puzzles (did I mention how much I hate these??). It was getting close to the 30 minute mark, so Meg went to use the bathroom. All of the sudden I heard a timer buzz. Our guys were thawed! I leaned over to Meg and said, "This is it. Don't get scared now!"
The nurse called us back into the room and asked Meg to confirm the donor's number. Meg had a minute or two to get situated before the doctor came in. (and yes, I managed to sneak a picture!) He also asked Meg to confirm the donor. He then told us the sample looked great. Our donor supplied 60 million swimmers with 40% motility (last time it was only 50 million and 40% motility) Hopefully the 10 million increase included one Michael Phelps sperm who is ready for the swim of his life!!!
The doctor told Meg to lie back. He asked us what we were going to do with the rest of our day and within minutes it was finished. Meg did great! I took her to the White Dog Cafe to celebrate. It was delicious! We then came home and relaxed.
I don't know about Meg, but I have weird butterflies in my belly that I can't shake (maybe it's the cheeseburger...I haven't eaten red meat in a very long time). No, but seriously, I feel very anxious. I'm not trying to get my hopes up or get ahead of myself, but...
It has to work this time. I mean, come on, EVERYONE has heard of (and used) the phrase "Third Time's A Charm." This is the way it was meant to happen. I'm convinced...
|Hopefully this is NOT our donor...what a perv!|