We got an update on our embryos last Thursday. One of the embryos was not showing any changes, so the lab techs only froze three. These three were biopsied, and the cell samples were sent off for chromosomal testing. We will most likely hear back with results by the end of next week.
Realistically, I knew that the number of embryos would dwindle with each step throughout this process. And although starting with six embryos didn’t exactly give us a good start, there was a tiny part of me hoping that all six would make it. As six turned to four and four turned to three, the reality of what we may actually have available for implantation sunk in.
When I updated Jin on the count, his response was infinitely more optimistic than mine: all three would be deemed healthy, and we’ll be able to use them to have three kids - a number I had thrown out more than a few times while we were dating. I know he did it to make me smile, and I will always and forever be grateful for his patience and positivity throughout this process.
Optimism does not come easy for the hubs.
The next step is to wait for my next cycle and start a new countdown for implantation. Usually, the implantation would have happened 2-6 days after retrieval, but our schedule got pushed back because of the chromosomal testing. The doctor said it would be about 35 days from when I start the cycle, so we’re doing more of the thing we’ve been doing so much of these past few years: waiting.