The Fun Decisions Begin

I thought I would have a few more days before I would have to think about this, but on the other hand, I'm really happy that Aunt Flo is here! I have this feeling I'm going to be starting BCPs on Monday, though I don't really want to be taking them as long as I'll have to take them. I'll discuss it with the nurse on Monday. I've got all the dates worked out on a spreadsheet. You need a friggin' Ph.D. to practically figure out this FET schedule. I thought IVF was complicated! I did briefly entertain the idea of a natural FET, but I'm not taking any chances with my less than optimal hormonal output these days.

The thing that worries me the most with this FET is moving my embryos. I decided that I am going to pick them up and take them to my new clinic. If I do it by courier, they pack the embryos up the evening before at around 5pm, and then they sit around in a tank of liquid nitrogen to be delivered by 10am the next day. My clinics are only 9.2 miles apart, so I'm going to do it myself. I remember when I was a bit worried when I physically moved my husband's sperm, which was a much longer distance. Back then, I didn't give myself enough time to do it by courier, so they packed his swimmers in dry ice, and I made the hand off myself. They had to be moved once more, that time in a liquid nitrogen tank. They seemed to have survived just fine, so maybe I shouldn't worry so much about my embryos since this delivery will be much less complicated. With so much at stake, it's hard not to worry. I'm kinda attached to those little blobs of cells.