Part of the process of pursuing this embryo adoption is making sure I can safely carry a pregnancy. Whether we transfer two embryos at the same time or just one at a time, safety is the priority. I went through a ton of blood tests and shared about those, so today I’m going to share about the next test I had: the saline ultrasound.
I’ve had two HSGs in my fertility journey already (2009 and 2014), which is when dye is injected into the uterus and through the tubes to check for blockages. This test is done in a radiology department at a hospital. I’ve never had any blockages, thank goodness, but in the case of embryo adoption, tubal blockages aren’t even important. I could do this whole thing without any tubes! What I need is a clean uterus, so that’s where the saline ultrasound comes in.
Unlike the HSG, the saline ultrasound is done in the doctor’s office. Saline (saltwater) is injected into the uterus so clearer ultrasound images can be taken to check for abnormalities and polyps. This way, we know upfront if I will need any surgical procedures to clean up the uterus before the embryo transfer. This test has to be done during a very specific window of time during a woman’s cycle, so in my case, between days 6-11. That’s a very narrow window.
I had my saline ultrasound on October 14. Upfront, I was thrilled with two things: 1. This costs way less than an HSG! 2. This was a lot less painful than the HSGs. I’m just going to be really upfront with you: HSGs are incredibly uncomfortable. For some women, it’s no different than a paps. But for me, they were both very uncomfortable and my doctor had to prescribe a valium and Ibuprofen beforehand. For the saline ultrasound, I didn’t even take Ibuprofen and it was so much easier. I experienced some pressure and that’s really it. No pain!
And the best part… the doctor said: “you have a perfect and beautiful uterus for carrying a baby!”
Zoey and Glenn were in the room with me and she immediately started crying and said: “I’ve waited my whole life for this.” Talk about a tear-jerker. How easily people forget infertility hurts the children who deeply long to be siblings. My sweet girl has had to watch everyone else grow their families effortlessly and has noticed how unfair this whole thing feels. Deep down I know it just means she’s going to be the best big sister when this finally happens, but I hate that this hurts her so much.
But the good news is that I have been cleared for pregnancy. I don’t need a surrogate. I can do a frozen embryo transfer within me. Now whether we go for one or two is another story we’ll get to another day, but for now, we celebrate. And now we definitely know that the miscarriages were likely genetic issues, which I suspected all along. It doesn’t make it any easier because it raises the question of why we got to have Zoey but can’t seem to have any more, but I don’t want to go down that rabbit hole.
Before I ramble too much, I’ll just celebrate: I DON’T NEED A SURROGATE!