It's finally done

I'm going to write everything that happened yesterday (this will be long and boring) so that we have can one day show our future children everything we went through to have them (hopefully this will make them feel guilty and they will listen to everything we say ;)

We were told to be at the ambulatory surgery unit by 9am and of course I am always early so we got there at 8:30am (the UN was also having a general assembly, dumb-ass bush was in town and fdr was having sporadic closures so I wanted to leave early just in case the traffic was hell).

We checked in and DH got dressed in his sexy hospital gown and socks with grippers on the bottom. He looked adorable (I have pics). We then had to wait in the waiting area until he got called for surgery, which is scheduled for 10:45 (why we had to be there so early is beyond me).

So, we're hanging out in this room with a bunch of other people getting ready for surgery and no one is talking to each other and the t.v. is showing some awful morning show that I have never heard of.

At 9:45 Dr. S comes in to see us and we go into a private room so that he can mark the incision areas on DH's region. He goes over what he is going to do, instructions for after surgery (which may change depending on what he finds in there) and asks us if we have any questions/concerns. I just need to say once again I LOVE this man, he is great! Anyway, I ask a few questions and mention to him we saw him on the Today show. He got embarrassed and turned a little red. After we go over everything he says someone will be down in an hour to get D.

We head back to waiting room and the t.v. is now on Maury and of course they are doing the "are you my baby's daddy?" dna tests. Why is this on? and more importantly this is not something we want to see. D gets up and changes the channel to the today show.

Our surgery gets delayed and they don't come get us until about 11:20. While waiting D is very anxious and is fidgeting, is holding my hand, not holding my hand, leaning on me, not leaning on me and looks like he wants to run the hell out of there.

When they get us they take me to the family waiting room and tell me that they will call me when he is in recovery. D and I hug and kiss and I watch him go behind the doors.

Then I wait and wait and wait until 2:05 when they finally call me and tell me I can go to recovery stage 1. While waiting I read (the professors' wives' club), stare out the window, eavesdropp on other people's conversations, ate a fiber bar, drank some water, text-ed people, called some peeps and sat in various positions in various locations in this room (but could not escape the very pregnant woman who kept moving where ever I moved to). All is all, it was a nice waiting area, they had coffee, tea, water and muffins.

At 2:05 I head upstairs, find my way through a maze of curtains and sick beds and find D in a corner. I was so happy to see him I teared up. He had the breathing thing in his nose (no clue what it is called) and was very groggy. I hugged him and kissed him and could not stop staring at him. He told me that they inserted a tube down his throat and it was raw and hurt to talk.

Nurses (including a very pregnant one) kept checking up on us and taking his vitals and gave him some apple juice.

After about 20 minutes they wheel in another patient to the space next to D's. This woman is crying in agony and just came from L&D. We don't know what happened to her, we over hear the nurse say she has been through hell, she is 17 weeks and she is 19 years old. She is in so much pain and doesn't stop crying (she is not fully awake). I start to cry because you can tell she is hurting so much and I look at D and he is tearing up. We hear the nurses telling her that everything went well and it is all going to be fine but we never found out if the baby was ok.

I hope she is ok, she didn't have any family with her. Eventually they gave her something to calm her down and the crying stopped.

At about 3:30 they took D to recovery stage 2 and it was here that he got to sit up, eat a blah turkey sandwich and take the very important piss that will allow him to go home. We stayed here for about an hour. Once he had peed they said he could get dressed. They gave us ice for his area, another set of instructions for home care and let us go home. Some of the instructions we had been given were contradictory and we were a little confused as to how to proceed. I asked if the Dr. was coming down to see him and the nurse said no. We left the hospital around 4:30 and I decided to call the office to ask my questions.

D was walking pretty slow and you could see how uncomfortable he was. I drove as quickly and safely as I could and did my best to avoid potholes and bumps.

When we got home our phone was ringing and it was Dr. S. He apologized for not seeing us before we left. He came down a few minutes after we had left. He said (more than once) that the surgery went very smoothly and as well as he could have hoped. Everything was moved to where it needs to be and D is to avoid lifting, sports, etc. for at least 4 weeks. He doesn't need to wear any thing to protect the area because he wants it to be loose (no briefs, no tight pants, etc). (this is opposite to what the nurses said)
He will see D in a month in the office and to keep the area, incisions clean and dry. D has 3 incisions. If D has any questions/concerns to call him and we notice any excessive blood to go see him immediately. He was really happy with how everything went and so are we.

So now we wait, we wait for D to heal, we wait for 1 month appt., we do a repeat SA in 3 months and we wait and see.

There is chance that this will not change a thing and we will be where we were Sunday night. There is also a chance that sperm will appear in SA's and that will mean no mTESE next Spring There is a chance sperm production will improve in the testes and not be in the semen.

There is also a chance for a miracle, a chance that things could go back to normal, while Dr. S has never seen it happen, there is a chance and I'm praying we get our miracle.

Thank you for all your support, prayers and good vibes, we truly appreciate it. I also wanted to say that our experience with the staff and everyone at Cor.nell has been amazing, I am so grateful we are so close to one of the best IVF and MFI centers in the U.S.