Voice mail

Ever since cell phones became all the rage, I've been really terrible about keeping mine with me and/or keeping it charged.  I'm not a person who spends much time on the phone.  I never cared much if I had my cell on me or not.  Having an iPhone has helped - love the apps (still not wild about talking on the phone).  When IVF started, and the highly anticipated calls were coming almost daily, I became much better about having my phone handy.  Until yesterday, that is, when I walked out of the office with my iPhone still on my desk.  H offered to bring me back to grab it, but figuring the nurse calls have been coming at 1130am as of late, I didn't think it was a big deal.  I'd be to work in time to receive the call.  Wrong.  Of course this is the morning that our doctor phoned.  She left a voice mail at 8:37am.  Shoooooot!  Voice mail is the worst because you miss the chance to speak with the doctor directly (and I've alluded to how giddy that makes me - see "And then the doctors came.") and you don't get to ask all the questions that have been on your mind.



Such is life; maybe I can dump my questions on the nurse later.  Here's a transcription of our doctor's message:

"Hello [M] and [H].  Just wanted to call and say hello.  It's Dr. X.  I am thrilled your embryos are still doing lovely.  We want to see that they are developing and today they should be a minimum of six cells.  So, we have three embryos that are doing outstanding; one's a six cell, one's a seven cell, and one is an eight cell.  All three of those are grade one top quality embryos   The fourth embryo has gotten a little delayed, it was a three cell yesterday, it is still a three cell today.  But, I'm thrilled for the three that are developing well.  This will hopefully give us the ability to be able to select the single best embryo for transfer on Day 5.  I hope you're both well, just wanted to give you the update and this is wonderful news.  We'll catch up soon.  Bye bye."

There you have it - that's the latest.  I imagine that our three growing embies are jumping for joy at the chance to be a life.  I wish I knew the end of this story, but I have at least two weeks of waiting left.  Until then, I'm keeping this vision in my mind: