Pack away those colourful holiday clothes...I am back and it is grey and cloudy and raining. Erk.
I know, I know...I did not update whilst I was away. We did not have the laptop with us and internet speed in Cape Town's lovely internet cafes was, well, let me say that the hamsters must have been dozing in the wheel. It was madly frustrating but at the same time, I did not want to stay indoors any more than I had to when the glorious sunshine was beating down outside.
I could post for hours about the luminous light and the endless sky and the blue of the two oceans but I know that all you want to know right now is the goodies.
Our donor had 5 eggs retrieved and we had 100% fertilisation.
All 5 were 8 cells on day 3.
Transfer Sept 30th, 3 embryos on day 3, average quality (which is why the good doc transferred 3).
Lining was 12mm and transfer itself went like a dream (unlike the last time!). The doc said my uterus is slightly tilted forward which is the first time that anyone has noticed or said anything to me about! He said that it might be the reason why I had a difficult transfer before. If I already did not have the love of Mr P, I would have asked him to step in and do the deed as he was so lovely. I know, totally eeeew, hahahaha.
Today is 9dp3dt. My SA buddy
kindly sent me too many HPTs to pee on so of course, I started today and all I got for my troubles was an evap. line. Hmmmph.
Anyhoo, moving on. I survived the flights there and back. Thank you to whoever recommended Tylenol PM. We do not have it here in the UK but they had it in Cape Town. On the way there, it was all-day travel and I just plugged in the noise-cancelling headphones and watched films the whole way there back-to-back. Well, apart from the pee and water break and canter round the Boeing 777 after every film. Thank goodness for KLM's interactive entertainment on-demand service. Totally saved my panicking arse.
Coming back on a night-flight was a different story but I got about 4 hours sleep which is a total first for me. The main problem coming back was that I could hardly walk coming off the flight as my legs were swollen to the knees. I had my flight socks on, kept drinking water whilst awake and going for a wee jog between films but still, I had the worst cankles I have ever seen. I am not even sure if they are still cankles if the knees are involved.
I have a thousand tales to tell you about our adventures but I will save you from them until another day. We filled our whole memory card on the digital camera which is no mean feat as it holds just under 400 pics in one sitting.
I will leave you with just one pic for today. It is the view from our room on our first morning in the Mother City. We had arrived in total darkness the previous evening. I opened the curtains and bam! there was the view.