It was finally time for the big surgery. This would help us plan the rest of our lives. It was a huge deal. I was larger in my abdomen ad my ovaries were each the size of oranges. It was not completely painful, but I was not comfortable either.
Angelle came with us to photograph the journey.
It was finally time to go back. 
From the ultrasounds we knew there were going to be a lot of eggs. Before the surgery I said we would have more than 25. It was time to find out!
The egg retrieval requires full anesthesia. They insert a needle through your vaginal wall and extract each follicle hoping there is an egg inside each. 
The whole procedure is guided by ultrasound.
Once I was done (about 35 minutes or so), they rolled me out and I was informed they got 36 (36!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) eggs from me. 
I do not remember any of this:
I started remembering things around here….
Doug helped me get dressed and we headed out to the car. 
He drove me home. I was prety loopy. I then slept for hours. When I woke up I was starving and this is what I asked for:
Happy Lizzie!
My boys hung out with me all day. They are so sweet!
We had our plan in place. That afternoon they called and told us of the 36 eggs, 26 were mature. That is a HUGE quantity. Most girls get between 10 to 15. I am quite an overachiever.
Because I had so many I was at risk for a mild to sever overstimulation. Due to the hyperstimulation we were told we could not do a fresh cycle. I was bummed at first, but I am happy in the end. So much drugs. I was glad for the break.
That day they fertilized two of my eggs. We were officially parents in my mind.
Over the next week my ovaries filled with blood – a somewhat normal reaction. Luckily the reaction was not terrible and I was ok 2 weeks post surgery.
Until the next update. It was quite the saga.
Love and Hugs, Lizzie
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