Last week was, well, just crazy. On Monday morning I got the call that I had been dreading. Grandma Deetz had passed away. We knew it was coming. She had end-stage lung cancer and had been getting weaker. But I had spoken with her on Saturday and while she said she just felt "off", she sounded pretty good. I was hopeful that she would be able to make it a bit longer. However, I know beyond all else, she did not want this to be a long, drawn-out illness. And so when I learned that she had passed away peacefully in her sleep, in her own bed, in her own house, I knew that's how she would have wanted it. While that does make it easier, it's still just hard to believe she's not here anymore.
Ryan and I drove up to her house on Monday night and spent some time there on Tuesday sorting pictures and seeing the family that was already in town. I'm really glad we were able to make the quick trip and see some of the family. I did keep expecting Grandma to show up while I was going through pictures, but mostly it was just nice to be there, surrounded by "her."
What will I miss most? Probably the conversations. Grandma was great at being able to fill hours with random conversations, stories of shopping at Macy's, people at church, about her and Grandpa.... She was just so easy to be with and so full of love, and at the same time, spunk. I'm not sure what else to call it. :-)
Unfortunately we couldn't stay for the actual services because I was in my egg retrieval week and was having daily ultrasounds. It felt weird to not be there, but I know Grandma would have wanted us to continue on.
And continue on we have. On Saturday we had our egg retrieval and they were able to get 11 eggs. Of those, 8 were mature and 6 fertilized. I don't really have anything to compare these numbers to, but I think this is decent. We haven't heard anything yet today (on whether they are still developing appropriately, etc), but we are scheduled for an embryo transfer tomorrow morning. We were told they will go over our embryo grades with us then and go from there. I suspect some/several may not continue dividing, but we really only need one or two good ones, so keeping our fingers crossed. And after that... it's just more waiting. We'll do a blood pregnancy test about 14 days after the transfer. I think the two week wait will be the hardest for me, but that's pretty much true of any two week wait. This time I will just have the pleasure of continuing daily injections throughout the wait. Joy. Of course, if it results in a baby, it's a small price to pay! While I certainly don't feel 100%, I don't feel too bad and think a lot of my general feeling less than stellar is due to a nasty head cold I've developed. So, if we have to go through this again, at least I will know better what to expect and that all the needles really aren't that bad.
And, in the midst of these two major events, Ryan was offered and accepted a new job. We're both super excited about it so it was definitely a good thing, but did add yet another dimension to the craziness of last week. I really couldn't be happier for him!
So, the week had it's ups and downs. It definitely has left me a whirl-wind of emotions, but all in all, I think things happened the way they were supposed to. Now I'm just hoping for a less emotionally-trying week this week!
No comments:
Post a Comment