And then there was 1...

From 8 to 5 to 3 to 1.  I got the news yesterday that of the 8 eggs retrieved of which 5 were mature of which 3 successfully fertilized, there was only 1 left.  The other 2 had slowly stopped growing.  The one remaining did not quite make it blastocyst stage but very close to it.

This is sobering and frustrating, but I am still cautiously optimistic. 

Here are some pics from the days events:

Our embryo

Making his/her trip into my uterus





 

 I will now spend the rest of today, all day tomorrow, and into Monday morning enjoying the comforts of my bed and my bedroom.  Then somehow I need to resume my life back to as normal as possible, and hopefully resist the urge to over-analyze every little thing my body does.