Share This

Hello Friday: Can You Die of Bed Rest?

So I’m on my second day of bed rest after getting fertilized (aka having an embryo transfer) on Thursday, and I’m officially bored out of my skull. Have discovered that I might be one off those people who only likes to spend hours reading and/or watching television when there is something else that I should be doing. Also, I’m in a bit of a limbo while I wait for my novel to get back from the copy editor.

Apparently, I’m just not any good at twiddling my thumbs.

But the good news is that the eggs were “so good,” that we didn’t have to decide between 2 or 3. Our doctor suggested just implanting one, since 4 of them made it to freezing yesterday and maybe two more will make it to freezing today.

In the end, we had to make the decision about whether to implant 1 or 2 rather quickly, and with me hopped up on valium no less. And though our natural instincts and my distaste at the prospect of going through this process again were encouraging us to go for twins, the fact is that multiple births are higher risk. Plus, everyone I know who has ever had a baby has warned that twins are double the insanity, and therefore twice as likely to drive couples crazy.

So we went with one, and we’re scheduled to take the pregnancy test on Oct. 12th. I’ll report back then. But right now, my fingers are super-duper crossed.

That all said, let’s get off the serious stuff and enjoy a fun Friday of blogs.