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So off we flew to Prague, Gennet Clinic, where we had our first consultation and my husband left a sperm sample to be frozen ready for the transfer. They just had to find a donor and would be in touch. We had requested a donor with the same phenotype (hair colour, eye colour, weight, height etc.) as me, though she would be anonymous and we would never see a picture or have access to any details and neither would the child. I quite liked the idea of anonymity, I think the fact that in this country a child can find out at the age of 18 who the donor was could complicate things for everyone. Even if we had wanted to carry out the treatment here in the UK, the truth was that we couldn’t afford it as it would have cost over £10,0000 and I had estimated that we may need 4 attempts (going by the odds, around 50% chance). As it was we managed our first treatment including flights and accommodation at a cost of around £5000.
Once a donor was found the clinic informed us and I was all set to start the medication to ensure my lining was good and ready for the embryo transfer. Before we booked our flights we had to wait and see how many eggs were produced and then how many fertilised and were good enough quality for a transfer. The clinic informed us that our donor produced 7 eggs. I was hoping for a lot more, we had an overnight wait to find out how many had fertilised, I was so anxious opening that email the next day…… 4 had fertilised. We still couldn’t book our flight, we had to wait to see how they were progressing the next day. Another scary email to open and… 3 were doing really well so at last we were given the go ahead to book and fly out for the transfer!
On transfer day I was both anxious and excited. Gennet were fantastic and it all went really smoothly. They advised us to have only 2 embryos transferred as they were such good quality and we took their advice. I could feel little stabs after which I am certain was the embryos implanting, one on each side. We went for a walk around Prague the next day and at one point I felt really faint so we jumped in a cab and went back to the apartment so that I could put my feet up. The next day we flew home and went off on a holiday in the UK for the dreaded 2 week wait.
