Sad but still Thankful

It was not the kind of phone call anyone would want.

Last night right before bedtime, I turned to Bob and asked, “What if our egg doesn’t fertilize?”  It crossed my mind not only once yesterday that there was a possibility for the worst case scenario.  We talked a bit about it.  The conclusion is that we did give our best for this cycle.  If the egg didn’t fertilize, we still have a lot to be thankful for as we have five embryos in the freezer.  But of course it would sting but I did mentally prepare myself for that possibility.  I prayed for my heart to accept anything that would come our way and fell asleep.

I knew that the phone call would come at any time.  The clinic usually calls between 3 and 6pm on a regular work day.  However, we got our first fertilization report with them on a Sunday at around 10am.  On a holiday I would expect the phone call to be earlier.  I got up from a very good night sleep.  I made breakfast, cleaned the shower stall, and started sorting all of the mail from the last couple of weeks while having Christian contemporary music on.  At the moment when my kitchen counter was filled with bills, statements, and letters that I was sorting, the phone rang.  It said “UCSF Reproductive Health”.  My heart skipped a bit.  I quickly walked away from the music and headed to the stairs.  I pressed the answer button and sat down on the steps.  This cheerful voice said Happy Thanksgiving to me and asked me how I was doing.  After the pleasantry, she said, “Unfortunately I don’t have better news to share.  The one egg that you have didn’t fertilize.  I am sorry.  So there will be no transfer.  Please contact your care team next week in regards to the next step.”

I said my goodbye and just sat on the stairs.  I was just in shock and felt stunned.  Bob came right next to me.  He asked if I was okay.  I just couldn’t speak for the first few moments after the phone call.  I wanted to cry but I had no tears.  This was such a familiar feeling.  I remember how I felt during our second cycle when Dr. E told us that the one and only embryo that fertilized didn’t grow further.  I felt that big lump in my throat that I couldn’t get rid of.  This was the same feeling.  Bob asked me to come down from the stairs and gave me a big tight hug.  I needed that hug.  I needed that extra strength from my husband.  I numbly went back to my original task and felt that I couldn’t stop to think for a moment because I might burst into tears.  I robotically continued my sorting but my mind wandered.  I started second-guessing myself for this cycle.  And then I scolded myself for second-guessing our steps.  I asked Bob if we shouldn’t have proceeded with this cycle.  He answered, “This is a very difficult question to answer.”  It was a wonky cycle.  Bob had not only once told me that we could just wait if this wasn’t going to be a good cycle.  My wonderful husband did not talk further.  He didn’t say I told you so.  We just reiterated our gratitude that this was not our first cycle with UCSF and that we have five frozen embryos.  I think Bob just wishes that next time I would listen to him more when he wants to be conservative with a cycle.  I am also surprised to hear that he’s okay with us not limiting ourselves to one more cycle.  He thinks that if I feel that I could use another cycle after the next one, we can totally do that.

We have experienced all sorts of outcome for our IVF cycles.  We had some eggs fertilized but not others.  We had some eggs lasting until day five but not others.  We had some embryos that lasted only until day three and arrested.  We also had good outcomes the last two cycle.  We just had never had one egg only and now that egg didn’t fertilize.  I guess the second-guessing part comes from the cost of the cycle, feeling hurt that I am gambling our money away.  However, no one could have ever possibly known the outcome.  We would’ve never known if we didn’t try.  Dr. No Nonsense always says that we expect zero, one, or two embryos for each of these min-IVF cycles.  We happened to have exceedingly good results with three and two embryos.  So this outcome is within our expectations.  Still, it stings.

I thank God for allowing me to be calm.  Don’t get me wrong. It hurts and I am sad.  I may even cry later if I feel I need it.  But at this moment, I am thankful that God is helping me through this difficult day with love from friends, love from my husband, and the reminder that we are fortunate to still have the funds to try again.  I am also thankful that the phone call was received on Thanksgiving day and not a typical work day so I don’t have to deal with work after bad news.  And like what Maddie said to me, that the ovaries were working overtime last cycle so we can enjoy having those extra bonus embryos in the freezer.  It is a nice perspective and it eases the sting a bit.

Sorry I don’t have better news. This is the nature of fertility treatment, right?  Good news and bad news.  We have to accept it all and move on.  Happy thanksgiving to you all, and thank you so much for your support.

Giving Thanks for One Egg

The title says it all.  We have one egg!

Mr. Bob was very good today.  He got up early and got ready early so we got to the clinic on time.  I was told to check in at the front desk on the 7th floor for an ultrasound first.  Then the staff would send me up to the 8th floor waiting room to wait for someone to get me inside for the retrieval.  I made sure I asked the front desk lady if I had to check in again so that the 8th floor staff knew we were there.  She said that the nurse would let me know what to do after the scan.  Okay I would take your word for it.  I was quickly called back for the scan, which found two follicles still there; one 24mm and one 19mm.  What a relief that I hadn’t ovulated yet!  The nurse told me to just go right upstairs to the 8th floor.  We went up and sat at the waiting area from 8:15 (our scheduled arrival time) to 8:40.  The sign said just to wait and someone would come get you.  However, no one came out.  The door was tightly closed:

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It must have been the Val.ium because I was feeling very slow.  Like it was time to take a nap.  It was quite a weird feeling.

One of the nurses that I saw multiple times on the 7th floor came out from the elevator and said “Hi Isabelle!”  I don’t know if it’s good that the nurses know you by name.  She went in for a few minutes and came out.  I spoke up and told her that we hadn’t been called back and it had been 25 minutes delayed already.  She went inside and checked for me.  Good thing I spoke up.  Somehow 7th floor did not communicate with 8th floor so the nurses on the 8th floor didn’t know that I was there.

We walked in.  It was the same nurse that helped us the last two times!  I was so happy to see her.  I knew the drill, changed into my gown, and walked out with my Batman socks on.

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The nurse exclaimed and said, “I love your socks!”  We also showed Bob’s matching Batman shirt to her:

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Since I was the first retrieval, the nurse saved me the best seat in the house, the one by the window where the warm sunlight enveloped that whole area.  She put the IV in and I just waited.  Then I had to go to the bathroom with my IV insert on.  The bathroom was occupied so I waited outside while holding the IV fluid bag.  In my horror, I was watching my blood flowing out of my arm and down the IV line.  The nurse came to my rescue as I didn’t know that the IV fluid bag had to go above my heart.  At least it meant that my heart was pumping well!

Dr. No Nonsense entered the clinic and I was officially ready to go into the procedure room.  I am sure the Val.ium was making me happy because I apparently was talking nonstop and no-filtered according to Bob.  I was talking about how we should inform Dr. NN of the outdated “educational material” in the sample collection room for the male partners.  That was exactly what I did while lying on the procedure room table.  I told Dr. No Nonsense that Dr. Dry Humor suggested to me that I should really discuss with him about the magazines in the sample collection room because Dr. NN is the lab director.  This was the best time to say it because I was under the influence of Val.ium so what I said wouldn’t count. 😀  Dr. NN said that it should be pretty updated.  HA.  He told me to ask my husband afterwards.

As usual, Dr. NN put in the speculum and cleaned the area down there.  Then he removed the speculum and informed me that the needle would go in.  When it went in, the nurse asked me how I was doing.  I was fine, and she was amazed that I didn’t even blink when the needle poked through.  I was asked to describe the pain level from one to ten to which I responded “one”.  She rubbed my hands and praised me for doing well with the pain.  The embryologist announced that we got one.  Dr. NN tried to get the second one but seemed like there was nothing.  He then said that since my pain tolerance was so good, he would poke the needle through one more time.  He really wanted to scrape it one more time to make sure that he got it all out.  I really appreciated that.  He warned me that it would go a little deeper so it might hurt a little more.  Now that pain level shot up from one to three.  It was a very strange feeling of something deep being stirred inside your organ.  But it was totally tolerable.  The embryologist still said “one”.  One egg it is.  I am thankful that Dr. NN tried though.  He called me a trooper and told me that maybe because this cycle had delayed so much that the second follicle just petered out.  Interestingly, I didn’t bleed at all this time.  The last two times I bled for quite some time.  This time Dr. NN must have done a great job, or maybe my follicles were in a different location.

Amazingly, I was not disappointed at all.  I am very thankful for one egg as this is a natural cycle and we expected one egg.  I was a little bit worried about Bob’s reaction though.  I remember how he was calculating how much each egg cost after the last two cycles.  This appeared to be the most expensive egg ever.  But I was worried for nothing.  My husband is amazing.  He walked in after he gave his sample, smiled, and asked how I was doing.  I raised one finger and he was smiling genuinely and said “Good!”  He did not mention anything about the cost.  He was just saying that this would be what we expect: one egg for a natural cycle.  Exactly my thought.  So I sat there sipping my ginger ale and eating my saltine crackers while Bob made good use of UCSF’s free wifi and downloaded a bunch of things for work.  He also got his share of graham crackers and apple juice.  I was well taken care of as I sat there bathing in the warmth of the sun with two heating pads on me.  Bob said, How about five more minutes after my download is done??  HA.  Gotta love this man.  He also said that the material in the sample collection room was from 2011 instead of 2008 like last time, although it was a different room.  Haha.

When we said our good-byes, my nurse said she hoped that she would see me only two more times: one more retrieval and just one transfer!  I hope so too.  🙂

We walked out and back to my work where we had parked the car.  This is one of the perks of working so close to the clinic.  Otherwise we would have to pay for parking at the garage since street parking was only for two hours.  We were there way beyond two hours.  Bob and I drove to the same restaurant that we went to after the last retrieval.  While walking to the restaurant, a little four-year-old boy looked up at Bob and said very  happily, “Hi Batman!!”  It was so cute!  That totally made our day!

We ordered the same things as last time:

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Ha that looks so familiar and it hit the right spot.  We headed home.  I had to take a nap as a headache started to develop.

You may think that I would be disappointed.  But I am not.  So I thank the Lord for that because my emotions could go the other way.  It reminds me of my friend Anna who had one follicle for her IUI that resulted in her baby.  I know going in that we might get zero, one, or two embryos.  So anything is possible.  I am very grateful that we have five embryos saved up.  We’ll get a phone call tomorrow.  Gotta love a clinic that doesn’t close on Thanksgiving day.  (Not the Irvine clinic that we considered cycling with; they close on Thanksgiving day.)

Thanks everyone for reading!  I am happy that we finally get to this point and put this cycle behind us.  I am thankful for this one precious egg.  I hope that Kevin will decide to join us this time.  Onto the final cycle with my own eggs!

Happy Staycation

Since I have a lot of vacation time, I am taking this whole Thanksgiving week off.  I feel that I am busier than when I go to work. It’s a good kind of busy though.  Let me tell you what I did.

Yesterday was a fun day.  It started out with my scan early in the morning.  We again got there late (wink wink Mr. Bob) for our 8:15 appointment.  And the nurse didn’t call me in until after 9.  I wasn’t very nervous about the delay because I was off from work, although poor Bob actually had to start heading back to work.   I was expecting the usual nurse practitioner but in walked Dr. No Nonsense to the exam room.  I was so surprised because out of the ten plus times that we had done monitoring ultrasound, I had not seen Dr. No Nonsense.  It was good to see him, although he didn’t do the ultrasound himself.  The nurse measured my lining which was 7.7mm.  Hmm… a bit thinner than two days ago.  And it wasn’t trilaminar.  On the right side, she measured the smaller follicles first.  The 13mmer had become 14mm.  The bigger follicle was now at 18mm.  Dr. NN said in a very cheerful voice, “Let’s trigger tonight and get that one egg!”  I am sure he’s saying one egg to cover his behind.  I know we’re all secretly hoping for two eggs.   He also said, “See you at retrieval”.  Wow, I get my own RE to do my retrieval this time?  Maybe this is a lucky cycle.  So I stayed behind to wait for one of the nurses to go over trigger instruction with me while Bob left to go to work.  It’s interesting how every single time I am presented with the pre-anesthesia questionnaire even though I have already told them multiple times that I won’t be using anesthesia.  Every time I have to explain to a new nurse why I don’t need to fill it out.  I was instructed that I’d get a phone call between three and six for the exact time of retrieval.  I confirmed that it is indeed going to be Dr. NN who will do my retrieval.  I inquired about Ganir.elix since I was worried that I’d ovulate prematurely.  The nurse explained that with this protocol they don’t usually do Ganir.elix even though I had used them in the last two cycles.  Since this cycle I wasn’t using any drugs at all, I wouldn’t be using my Ganir.elix.  She said she’d confirm with Dr. NN.

After that, I walked into Starbu.cks to get a nice hot drink for myself.  The sun was shining outside and I was feeling good about being on vacation.  I ordered myself a chestnut and praline latte, which was actually quite tasty.  I was excited because I was going to head over to the other side of the bay for an important date.  What’s better than spending the first day of your staycation with the one and only lovely Jane Allen?  Her office is five minutes away from my chiropractor.  So I suggested having lunch with her before my appointment.  Jane looked wonderful.  Our Japanese meal was excellent.  The conversation was great.  The lunch hour went by very quickly.  Thanks so much for meeting with me and for treating!

My chiropractic visit was as good as usual.  My 78-year-old practitioner asked about our fertility treatment and then expressed his dissatisfaction about his six children because none of them have any kids.  I guess it is tough to be have no grandchildren when you have so many kids yourself.

After the chiro visit, I drove locally to visit with my friend who just had triplets.  Remember the one who got pregnant with triplets after having multiple early losses?  I walked into her house and she was nursing one of the triplets in the living room.  I chatted with her there while she nursed.  Then we went into the family room where the other two babies were sleeping on the couch.  She has to hire full-time help because there is no way for her to take care of all three babies while her husband goes to work.  Since it was 45 minutes before the babies’ meal time, my friend and I had the time to chat for a little bit.  She is exhausted.  She gets at most three hours of sleep.  Her husband has to get up early in the morning to leave at around 6am for work, but he doesn’t sleep well either.  She nurses all of the babies and supplements them with formula.  Imagine nursing three babies multiple times a day, plus pumping as well.  I don’t know when she finds time to do anything else.  I was holding the one who just nursed for about thirty minutes.  He is the singleton.  That’s why he’s the biggest and healthiest one.  The twins are a bit smaller.  One of the twins is barely six pounds.  Considering that he was only 1.5 pounds when he was born at 29 weeks, I would say six pounds is pretty good.  My friend also told me about the C-section, how the first two babies cried loudly but the third one was taken away from her to be rushed to the NICU without crying, how she needed two blood transfusions, and how she needed emergency surgeries due to her bowel displacement and hernia.  We also discussed about having multiples and the whole issue regarding selective reduction.  I didn’t know that but selective reduction wouldn’t be done until 16-week gestation and it would only be done to the identical twins because they were more high risk.  My friend decided to keep all the babies.  Although it is beyond hectic right now, she does not regret her decision.  She kept on saying, It’s so worth it.  Then our conversation got interrupted because the other two babies started waking up and crying.  So everybody was busy changing diapers, feeding the babies, and making more formula.  I can only imagine if she doesn’t have help.  After this visit and having a glimpse of the crazy life of a mom with three babies, I really just want one healthy singleton pregnancy and one child at a time.

It was wonderful to be holding a little baby for thirty minutes though.  🙂 He smelled so good!

My confirmation phone call with the nurse informed me that the retrieval would be on Wednesday at 9am, and the trigger shot should be done at 11pm, 34 hours before retrieval.  And yes.  No Ganir.elix.  Let’s hope that I won’t ovulate on my own……

Today was a great second day of my staycation.  I met up with my high school best friend for coffee.  He came to visit from Chicago.  We sat at a coffee place in downtown for almost two hours, chatting about everything.  I told him all the details about mini-IVF and the ups and downs of all the cycles.  He actually understood what I was talking about.  Then we talked about his life, his work, and his one and only daughter.  I know that he and his wife have been trying for number two for the last couple of years.  He’s not worried though.  He and his wife haven’t really discussed the next steps, i.e. whether to go see a doctor or not.  I feel like because he already has a child, he is not as anxious as I am to get pregnant.  It was just very nice to get together with a long time friend.  After we said good-bye, I walked to the entrance of Bob’s building and sent him a text.  He was very pleasantly surprised to find me downstairs.  I had never been to his office so I wanted to see.  It was so nice to see his work place, meet his coworkers, and watch him do his twice-daily burpees before I left.

I love being in downtown because of the stores and all the shopping I can do.  I had ordered a v-neck cashmere cardigan from this store that would arrive in the mail today.  I wanted to go the physical store to try on a crew-neck one just to see.  I was pleasantly surprised to find a promotion on those sweaters and got a $10 off.  When I got home, I also found the box of sweater that had arrived.  I will look like a Christmas tree as the sweaters are red and green.  When I went to pick up my Val.ium for tomorrow, I went next door to shop for shoes.  Bob had promised to buy me a pair of long boots for Christmas.  And I found a pair!  I remember having a $20 off coupon at home.  So I placed the boots on hold and went back after dinner with Bob to buy them with the $20 off.   Now my big box of boots is sitting on the living room floor where a Christmas tree will stand.  I said to Bob, “We got a Christmas present before we have a Christmas tree!” to which Bob responded, “You bought a Christmas present before Thanksgiving!”

That’s very true.  Happy staycation, happy Thanksgiving, and happy early Christmas!

Oh and happy retrieval tomorrow!

There is Life!

In my ovaries, that is.

I had no expectation for the monitoring scan on Friday.  I hadn’t felt much of any cervical fluids until maybe Thursday night or Friday morning.  I didn’t know what I was going to see at the appointment.  I did have a fleeting fear that my ovaries would be asleep forever and nothing would grow for the rest of my life.  That’s really silly, I know.  But that was a fear that I had for a couple of days.

Imagine my surprise when the nurse practitioner found two follicles on the right ovary.  There was a 14mm and a small 8mm.  Remember this is my natural cycle as the Clo.mid failed to help grow any follicles.  So the follicles come totally from my body, not the meds.  I was surprised that two were visible.  Remember the last cycle we had an 18mm, and 12mm, and a 10mm.  So it seems like if we wait a little bit, the 8mm may actually grow bigger.  The NP reassured me that these weren’t cysts.  She could see some cervical fluid and the thickening lining meant that my estrogen was building up. The NP told me to make an appointment at the front desk for an ultrasound in two days.  She would talk to Dr. No Nonsense and give me a call regarding any instructions for additional medication.

I was out at the front desk making an appointment when the NP came back out and told me that Dr. NN did not want me to take anything.  Just return on Sunday for the scan and if the big follicle is up to 18mm or so, we’d trigger on Sunday night and retrieve on Tuesday.

I was so surprise that there was life in my ovaries!  I totally thought that the wait for the next step would be very long.  I am so grateful for the Lord to show me His power on my body even though I had very little trust.  Before the appointment, I wouldn’t never have imagined that we’d be talking about trigger and retrieval at the appointment!  I was utterly amazed at the turn of the event.

While I was making the appointment, Dr. NN walked into the front desk area.  He waved at me with a smile and pointed at his throat to indicate that he was sick and couldn’t talk.  So I continued with my conversation with the front desk lady when he walked by me and patted on my shoulder twice.  I don’t know.  From the high five to patting on my shoulder.  Dr. NN is more warm than he shows on his face.

Bob was so happy that something was growing!  And it’s okay if we only get one egg and hopefully one embryo.  But we also had hope that the smaller follicle would catch up.

Fast forward to today.  We went in at noon for an ultrasound.  The waiting room was filled with patients.  It did not even seem like a weekend clinic.  After 20 minutes, we got called in.  A real RE did the scan today.  The lining was 8mm and the follicles were immediately visible on the screen.  The bigger one measures 16mm today.  The smaller one measures 13mm!!!  Wow this tiny thing is showing its game and joining the party!  It’s no longer tiny.  I was very surprised that it grew 5mm in two days.  So the lesson is, don’t ever look down on these follicles.  They sometimes surprise you in the biggest way.

I mean, there is a chance that the smaller follicle doesn’t contain an egg.  But there is also a chance that it does.  And we may get two eggs after all without any meds.  Now that’d be the best case scenario for this cycle, which I didn’t dream of having two days ago!  We were told to return tomorrow for one more scan.  Most likely we’ll trigger tomorrow night and have a retrieval on Wednesday.

I am so thankful to be in this position to have hope again that we’ll make some embryos this time.  These past two weeks my patience has really been tested.  And my trust for the Lord has been tested too.  My head knowledge is that I know that the Lord has a plan. But sometimes I let my fear take over.  At this rate, we may retrieve on Wednesday.  If the next cycle progresses normally (meaning no cysts and no delay), we still won’t be able to do a fresh retrieval and transfer before December 21 (when the clinic closes for lab clean up and the move across town).  I can’t help but think that this is the Lord’s way of telling me to take a break from all the meds and start fresh all over again in the New Year’s.  And it’s not necessarily a bad thing.  After pumping myself with hormones for three straight months, it may be time to rest for real.

I really hope that this cycle will result in two more embryos so we can name them Kevin and Lucy.  🙂

Random Thoughts During a Stalled Cycle

After such great momentum for two months, it feels so funny (as in strange, not funny haha) that my cycle has come to a screeching halt.  What cycle day is it today?  I lose track.  I only know that we should have completed our egg retrieval eight days ago.  I should have started estrogen priming by popping an Estrace daily starting today.

I should know this by now.  There is no should have in the land of infertility and in vitro fertilization.  You can’t possibly predict what will happen tomorrow.  You can’t plan ahead and block off your work schedule because you know that a certain day is going to be your retrieval and a certain other day is going to be your transfer.  You just don’t know.

This would drive anyone who are self-proclaimed control freaks crazy.  Imagine you mark your calendar with possible ER and possible ET.  When those days come, you go to work as usual because the acronyms did not happen.

How anti-climatic.

I feel like nothing much is growing inside my ovaries.  I don’t have x-ray vision so there is no definitive way of knowing.  However, I do know a thing or two about the correlation between estrogen and the amount of cervical fluid showing up.  I know it’s TMI, but it has been as dry as a desert down in my lady bits.  I think that’s a pretty good indicator of what is NOT happening in my ovaries, which is a bit discouraging to me.  I have not been using my ovulation prediction kits.  What’s the point?  Five days ago my ovaries looked very quiet.  I can’t imagine follicle growing and estrogen rising and my LH surging any time soon.  I wonder if these thoughts of distrust of my ovaries actually make my ovaries go dormant.  I guess if my mind has such power to sway my ovaries to a certain direction, I would’ve gotten pregnant a long time ago.  Silly thoughts.

I have bumped into my pregnant coworker many times in the last few months.  I usually sit away from her in the lunch room.  Tomorrow is a birthday celebration of November birthdays including the pregnant coworker’s.  I guess I will be sitting in the same room with her.  I haven’t really talked to her but my Dear Colleague found out that this coworker is not going to have a girl so she won’t name her baby the exact name that I will name my boy.  Phew.  I have been okay with seeing her around.  However, being in a stalled cycle makes it harder to be around a big baby bump.

The world around me continues to procreate.  I continue to be stuck in my cycle.  While I’m in this inactive state, my resolve to move onto something more attainable has become stronger.  I don’t know when we can move away from this stalled cycle.  What I do know is that my quest to have a baby using my own eggs will end in two more retrievals regardless of the outcome.  This thought brings sadness and grief but strangely also comfort as closure to a chapter of our journey is near.  After eight IVF attempts and seven retrievals, I can say that I have done enough to attempt to make a baby with my own eggs.  At least this is the definition of “enough” in my book.  I find myself continue to research and think about donor eggs and donor embryos.  The more I think about it, the more I feel that having a baby to call my own is a lot more important than the genetic link.  I am not saying that the sense of loss is not there.  But my desires to carry and give birth to a baby are a lot stronger than that.

I usually have a plan for my posts.  However, I didn’t know what I was going to write when I started typing this post.  It’s a strange night and I felt like writing something.  Thanks for reading and sharing my random thoughts about my journey.  Maybe we’ll get a more definitive answer about this cycle at my ultrasound scan on Friday.


MicroBlogMondays: Time for a Trip!


In light of all the hiccups in our cycle, I really really need something to look forward to.  I have two weeks off in December.  Going away for a few days would be a wonderful way to conclude our year, albeit one that is without a pregnancy or a baby.  Bob was hesitant in spending money on anything since saving up for donor egg cycles is not a joke.  However, it’s no fun to spend every single penny on fertility treatments.  After some talking and persuading, he softened up and agreed to ask his boss for a few days off.  Being granted those days off is fantastic especially since he hasn’t been with this company for long.  I searched and made careful considerations.  I wanted a location more than two hours away but not farther than four hours away.  Along the Pacific Ocean coastline would be ideal.  And a bed and breakfast with good breakfast and within walking distance to restaurants and attractions would be a bonus.  I am happy to announce that we found such a location with such an accommodation!  Pacific Grove is the destination and this nice inn is where we will stay.  What is even better is that this inn offers a 20% discount for Sunday to Wednesday if we mention Ye.lp during booking.  We got a very good deal for December 28 to December 31.  After I confirmed everything, my dear husband began to be very excited about the trip as well.  I originally wanted to spend the end of my two-week wait on the trip post transfer.  At the rate that my current cycle is going, I know that it is very likely that Bob and I will be walking on a beach without any embryos inside of me.  But that’s okay.  I am very grateful that we are still able to get away for a few days.  Always look on the bright side, right?