"As you know, two fertilized, and both look very good. One has eight-cells, which is ideal, so I graded that a 6, our highest grade. One has 9-cells, which might still be great, but because it's not the desired 8, I grade it a 5. They both look very good."
It was at this point I started crying. They're BOTH good? We have TWO that look promising? My terrible ovarian reserve didn't end up hurting us at all. I couldn't even process my relief and gratefulness. I had to restrain myself from kissing the doctor. The fact that I was only wearing a sheet is probably all that kept me in that bed.
I love them so much.