Right before I went in for retrieval, the nurse told me and DH that the meds they were going to give to knock me out will cause short term memory loss and to not be alarmed if I repeated what I said and asked questions multiple times.
Last night DH and I laughed about my behavior while in recovery. I was amused to find out that not only did I keep asking DH how many eggs they retrieved, apparently when the RE came in and told me, he turned right back around and asked me if I knew how many he got and I gave him a glazed look! LOL
DH also told me that after the procedure, the RE woke me and told me to move over on the cart to wheel me back to recovery. He said that he could see that my brain was thinking what I needed to do, but my arms and legs weren't doing it. RE and nurse had to help me. LOL
Do you have any funny stories to tell?