The embryologist was supposed to call before 2pm today.
He called at 9:30am. Thereby preventing me spending the whole morning compulsively checking my phone and occasionally ringing it from my the landline to double check that it was actually working (and then getting paranoid that my call coincided with the embryologist trying to get
If this made me love him a little bit, then what he had to say made me love him even more.
Out of the 18 eggs retrieved 14 have fertilised!
I am ridiculously pleased.
As a comparison, last time from 19 eggs, 12 fertilised - and that seemed like a high proportion at the time.
It is still early days.
You may remember that last time 10 eggs dropped out of the picture leaving just two left to implant and none to freeze. Also my Doctor has, repeatedly, warned that the "coasting" whilst I waited for my oestrogen to drop can impact the quality of the eggs.
The embroylogist said it was too early to comment on quality - or a date for the transfer - he'll call me tomorrow with some more answers.
But this is about as good of a start as I could hope to get.
I'm getting eggcited now.