Doctor's Orders

The long awaited day for IVF has finally arrived.  While the results are still not guaranteed, this presents the best odds we have of ever conceiving on our own (does this really even count as on our own though?).  For our age group roughly 60% of embryos that are transferred result in a live birth.  May the odds ever be in our favor?

They told Crystal to wear warm socks.  Through all the treatments, checkups and patient gowns (you know, the very modest ones with the natural air-conditioning in the back) we have lost all sense of dignity and self-pride, so C decided to rock her compression socks from her marathon days.  She got several comments and stares from the nurses.

 

Not wanting to make me feel left out in the dress department I even got my own jump suit.  They call it the "bunny suit".  The fit was a little funny...

 

 Here's Crystal and I ready to go in for the embryo transfer.

And without further ado I present the first pictures of potential Little Criddles A and B.  I have taken to referring to them as Freckles and Brown-Eyed Beauty.  From the picture below you can tell that Freckles is obviously the top one.

Now Crystal gets to the best part of this entire thing - doctor mandated bed rest.  She spends 3 days where she can "get up to use the restroom and incline slightly to eat", otherwise she has to be laying down.  Rough, I know.  On doctor's orders she has to rest and relax for days. 

Please keep us in your prayers as we continue our journey, hopefully with good news coming soon.