Mini soap opera in the making. Brooke and Thorne are actually brother and sister and have to have their marriage annulled. Brooke was abducted by her wicked step-mother and sent to Peru to live off the land. And Thorne (aka Prick) is actually gay. Or whatever.
This is all so exhausting that I am bordering on not caring any more. Embryologist called. Of the four they PGD’ed, they were only able to get results on one (1) lousy embryo. That one is normal for T21 (downs) and T13. All I can say is thank god I am not paying for this PGD or else I would seriously demand my money back. What a total waste. Apparently there was insufficient DNA material available for testing on the other three slides. I am the clinic’s first PGD patient, so there are (clearly) lots of kinks to still work out, not least of which is the fact that the only genetics lab is one hour’s drive away. To be perfectly honest I think they fucked up somewhere.
I am very very very pleased I have my three advanced kids in a dish in the lab, plus the 9 other slightly slower critters. Apparently they did not freeze them on day 3, which means that the chances of a successful FET goes down to about 1% as my clinic has crap thaw rates with blasts. But it is good news for me cos it means I should have at least 10 blasts to choose from tomorrow, about that number, I have lost count of how many embryos I have now. The 9 slower ones were busy compacting into morulas by yesterday afternoon. In non-technical terms for those of my (normal) friends reading my blog, we should have about 10 five day old embryos to choose from tomorrow to decide which two to put back. They will choose the strongest/best looking embryos, which unfortunately is less science than art and crystal ball gazing. Or so I believe any way.
And that’s another thing. After being adamant that I will only put back two, I am now leaning towards three. I am in ‘I don’t care I just want to get pg’ mode. Chuck them all back. Have 10 babies. Ok, in light of previous ‘chucking them all back’ episodes I clearly won’t put four back again. But three? Should I maximize my chances with a small’ish risk of all three taking? I am pretty sure I wont be able to carry triplets to term. Or just put back two and hope like hell one of them is a keeper?
Oh shit this is hard.
If this was a soap opera on TV they would pull the show, the story line is way too complicated to be believable.