11 eggs retrieved yesterday. I was disappointed, but my doctor was happy with it. We did lower doses of medication for a reason - so the lower count does make sense. I didn't have the "I'm going to explode" feeling that I normally do leading up to retrieval. This cycle has been different. I'll get the fert report later today, and we are shooting for a day 3 transfer on Sunday. The retrieval itself was fine. There was some trouble with the IV, but once the anaesthesiologist took over from the nurse, things improved. I can tell that I'm in for some serious bruising though.
I know that I haven't been very good about blogging lately, but I haven't felt like there is anything new to share. It's the same old story. I'm just hoping that I get a different ending, but I honestly can't picture it.