We walked into the building with the doctors and had a little chat in the elevator. I met the RE doing my retrieval and told him I only have 3, maybe 4, eggs and he needed to get them. He said not to worry, he's pretty greedy and he'll get everything he can. After doing paperwork we chatted with the RE for another 30 minutes just hanging out. We joked with the embryologist and told him to pick out a girly looking swimmer this time. Just to be clear, it was a joke. While it is possible to do full gender selection, we are not doing that. We did a lot of chatting with the docs before the procedure, it's a very different feel on a holiday when the staff is limited and just there for a few retrievals and transfers vs. other planned surgeries and a full days work.
A mystery was solved during my chat with the anesthesiologist. I'd mentioned before that the hysteroscopy surgeries were really kicking my butt and I was sleeping for 3-4 hours afterwards. Apparently that's because with those I have IV anesthesia along with gas (general anesthesia) and it takes a while for all the gas to work out of your system. For the retrieval, it's just IV anesthesia (sometimes called "twilight") and moves through your body faster. I felt pretty good after the surgery, napped for just an hour and was fully able to cook Thanksgiving dinner for DHs family.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. The retrieval. As I was moving into the OR and saying bye to my DH, I said "We're hoping for 3, 4, or maybe more." My first question in recovery of course was how many eggs. Oh yeah, we got 5! Now, we don't actually know if all the eggs are mature, if they will fertilize or survive the culture for the next 3 days, but for now we've got smiles on our faces with 5 eggs, which is more than we had expected.
I should be getting a call later this afternoon with the fertilization report. Come on, embies, fertilize, grow and come on back to me!