Thursday, October 15, 2009

The Wait Begins

Went for the FET yesterday, and I was annoyed by the 45 minute wait to sign in. On the drive there I had DH put in a relaxing CD of Pachelbel's Canon in D and I was so relaxed I thought I might nod off. After fifteen minutes sitting in the clinic's waiting room my relaxed state began wearing off. Maybe it had something to do with a patient having a conversation loud enough for us to hear, not to mention hearing someone at the front desk talk to a patient about their insurance coverage over the phone, which we could hear well enough to feel uncomfortable about knowing another patient's private information. Perhaps the clinic should invest in a reception area with clear glass to keep things private. After 25 minutes I could feel my blood pressure begin to rise and decided to wait outside the clinic as it was actually more quiet in the hallway.

I don't know why they were running so far behind, but I just wish they had phoned us to let us know not to come for another 30 minutes. Of course, my blood pressure was high when they initially took it because I was annoyed and impatient. The upside is that one of the embryos was 8 cells and the other 7 cells, which is higher than our last FET. So, apart from the long wait, the transfer went well.

For the past 24 hours I have been curious about every little 'pain' that I might feel down there. Of course, it's probably just gas but you never know. I'm trying to stay positive, but also trying to prepare myself in case it's a negative. And so the agonizing wait begins.

3 comments:

Suzanne said...

Best of luck to you!

Eb said...

yes, the very best of luck to you
EB

maxandzuzu said...

Good luck to you. Although I understand your need to prepare yourself in case it's negative, this is your time to try to be hopeful. One step at a time.
My clinic was the same way with the waiting times. I work pretty far from home and I'd always find myself flying through traffic to make my appointments. We too could hear everything that the receptionist was saying to everyone. I knew how much they owed, what their insurance covered, and on and on and on. It makes you diligent about paying on time so you wouldn't be humiliated! My fingers are crossed for you!

T