I went to the doctor on Christmas morning still very much in pain hoping to have my ET. The doctor called me the night before and told me that all eight of my embroyos were going to make it to blast (five day transfer) so I was overwhelmed with joy. My ovaries were still three times the size they were suppose to be but I was still determined to go through with it. I got to the doctor and she tried to put two embroyos in but my cervix wouldn't budge. She couldn't get the cathater in so she ended up freezing all my embroyos. Which now my chances have went way down. I really thought that this would be the time, but I God didn't want me to go through that pain and my doctor told me that I would probably end up in the hospital because my ovaries would only get worse. I had a lot of mixed emotions but it sure wasn't the Christmas I thought it was going to be.
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