Today was the ‘egg harvesting’ day!  I was up bright and early.  Well, actually I have been up mega early every morning, simply because I cannot sleep on steroids anymore.  Sunday night, for instance, I only had one hour sleep!  I mentioned this at the Royal Marsden, and they gave me some sleeping tablets to try on.  I had one on Monday night, and managed to sleep maybe about 3-4 hours.  The steroids give me such a buzz that even though I have not slept well for ages, I can still function normally during the day.  I used to be such a talented sleeper.  

At the Barts all went well.  I was worried they were not able to sedate me due to the steroids, but that was no problem in the end.  I have no recollection of the actual operation, and afterwards managed to have a lovely snooze.  The lower abdominal pain was pretty bad when I finally came around, but after a snack, ibuprofen followed by Tramadol, the pain reduced enough for me to travel.

Suzie came to pick me up, and she has not left my sight all day as instructed by the hospital.  She has been taken such a good care of me, cooking me lovely, healthy food, and she got ‘Becoming Jane’, a film about Jane Austen from the library for us to watch in the afternoon.  Lush. 

Earlier, I had a call from the Barts telling me the egg harvesting was successful; they managed to get six eggs, five of which were mature!  They are freezing all the six eggs, including the non-mature egg for ten years.  I am very pleased to have done it.