A Post i've Wanted to Write for 3 Years -ish

I guess that title will completely give it away, but it's offficial - the DEIVF cycle worked. On 11DP5DT, my beta was 430 and my progesterone was 17. I'm a little worried about the progesterone and am doubling up on my crinone from now on.

I called my Dr's office to follow up on the results and they had them faxed over. My doctor started off with the sentence "everything's good" and I lost it. I went to the ugly cry (as Oprah says).

I am in complete shock... I was convinced that this hadn't worked and on my way over to the clinic I was giving myself a little pep talk about how to handle it.

I'm going to go do a follow up beta to make sure we're still on track. I'm cautiously optimistic. Hell, I'm rejoicing, shaking, shocked over the first positive I've seen in 3 years.

H. is happy and has already emailed his Dad who left for France on Saturday.

Thank-you thank-you thank-you for holding the hope in your hearts when I couldn't do it for myself. The comments, emails and support I have received have really lifted me up and comforted me.

Edited to Add: I'm adding the following information for me, so that I have it documented and can refer back to it for nostalgia...

I tried calling the doctor's office all morning, every time I called it was sent direct to voicemail and the box was full. I really wanted to see if my lab tests were available yet. I knew that I was supposed to wait until Tuesday, but I'd waited so long I just wanted to hear the results. At noon I stopped calling and figured I'd just wait until the next day. Around 3pm I decide I'd try one last time to get through to the clinic, the blonde receptionist answered the phones, the one I'm friendly with. I told her it was me and that I was looking to see if my test results were in. She said what results - I said Beta. She checked the computer, they weren't there and then said "I'll call them to get them to fax it over then I'll call you back" about 5 minutes later she called and said "we have the results, come now and Dr. W can see you". I hung up the phone with my heart pounding in my chest and in my ears. I grabbed my sunglasses and a big wad of napkins in case I cried. In the elevator down and on my walk over I gave myself a pep talk of sorts. "It's going to be negative, but that's not the end of the world. We should have frozen embryos, I'll just have to go over and do a FET. It's going to be okay." etc etc. I only had to wait a few minutes at the office before the doctor called me in. She delivered the good news right away, and I seriously lost, Bad ugly cry, huge racking sobs. I had to have her keep repeating what she told me because it wasn't sticking. She handed me the paper with my results and it was shaking like a leaf in my hands. The receptionist high fived me when I came out of the office and said "I knew the results, I just couldn't say anything". They let me use their phone to call H. Then I floated on cloud 9 back to my office.