Where to begin? I guess the easiest way is just a timeline.
6:45 am: check in for retrieval
7:25: look at the clock in the procedure room as I start fading away under the anesthesia
7:55: look at the clock in the recovery room. Wait impatiently for my husband to return.
8:10: ask for half a Vicodin. Nurse says if I'm having pain so early, I should take a whole. Nurse calls me an "egg machine" but can't remember how many we got.
9:25: A returns and tells me we got SEVENTEEN EGGS!! SEVENTEEN! I cry and text everyone I know to tell them the good news.
9:45 get in the car
10:00 hit with a wave of nausea and start feeling very uncomfortable
10:15 make A pull over so I can puke (but it won't come up)
10:30 get to my parents' house where our dogs are. Vomit in their driveway. Lie down and rest until 11, wake up to use the restroom. Pass out three times walking 15 feet from bedroom to rest room -- legitimate passing out, coming to on the floor and not knowing where I am.
11:30 talk to doctor in panic. He tells me to rest and call in a few hours if I don't feel better.
12:00pm the pain is bad. My abdomen doesn't hurt that much, but I have severe pain under my ribcage and shoulders every time I take a deep breath.
2:30 still can't stand up without feeling like I'll pass out. Call the doctor, he is unsure about what to do. Debate on going to ER in my parents' town but just really, really, want to be home.
3:00 take more Vicodin
4:30 finally leave my parents' house
6:00 arrive home and get in bed. In so much pain I can barely move. Every inhale is excruciating unless I breathe very shallowly. A goes downstairs to make himself some dinner and I get a spasm of pain that causes me to gasp, which hurts more because breathing hurts. I'm hyperventilating because I can't breathe deeply enough to catch my breath. Scream for my husband (he never gets to eat dinner).
6:30 arrive at ER.
7:30 finally get some pain meds (does nothing). Call for more and the nurse needs a doctor to order it. Have two more pain spasms/hyperventilating spells. All I want is to get comfortable enough to sleep.
9:00 nurse arrives to give me some serious painkiller. It brings me so much relief that I start crying. I say "I just want to have a baby" over and over again.
11:00 after 90 minutes of sleep and that hardcore painkiller, I feel like a new woman. I go home and go to bed. I wake up every four hours to eat and take more Vicodin.
8:15 this morning - embryologist calls to say of the 17 eggs, 14 were mature, and 10 fertilized with ICSI. TEN! TEN! That is 10x the fertilization we had last time. I am over the moon.
So today I feel much better. I am tender around my abdomen and I look four months pregnant due to my swollen ovaries. But this pain is manageable with Vicodin and a heating pad. I'm not sure why I reacted so poorly to the anesthesia this time when I had no problem in July. I'm not sure why I had such weird pain all through my torso. But the worst has passed.
Day 5 transfer on Sunday 9/18. Pregnancy test on 9/28.