Today's the big day, the Day 5 report. Today is the day that all this hard work, the tears, the elimination diet, the stress, the supplements, the doctor appointments, the blood draws, the 100+ vials of medication given by my husband in 13 days and the anxiety have all been for. The ultimate goal is getting as many embryos as you can get to make it to Day 5 blasts. Blasts (Blastocyst) are basically when the embryo takes on the shape of what will hopefully the future baby. There is an inner portion which will form the embryo and grow to become the baby and an outer section that forms the placenta. The Morula stage has about 16 cells, the blast stage has 200-300 cells so a lot has to happen to get here. If the embryos makes it to this stage today, they will be biopsied and frozen. If they are slower than they should be, they get 1 more day and 1 last chance to catch up and will be kept in culture and looked at tomorrow.
Because of the gravity of the situation, I achieved about 2 hours of sleep last night and Ryan got about 4. Even Parker couldn't sleep, she picks up on our anxiety I think. So I waited all day for the results. The phone rang around 4pm.
We have:
1 blast (Good quality) - this is the only embryo that is right on track and exactly where it should be
4 early blasts (fair to good quality) - these are much farther behind where they should be
2 poor quality - discarded
5 officially not growing anymore - discarded
WE ARE DEVASTATED.
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