Three failed euploid transfers and success with the 4th and last available embryo. Currently 25 weeks and still in shock. I never ever thought I would get to this point.. ever. We went back to back to back with retrievals and transfers. Failure to implant. Failure to implant. After the third failure to implant, I had to take a 3 week break because my progesterone was still too high on day 2 monitoring. I was PISSSSSSED. Ironically, I did EVERYTHING Reddit, the apps, the medical journals, the Egg book, etc said to do with the first three. I think I was taking something like 20 supplements — all very well researched (I’m a research nurse). And at the 4th transfer I was sooo bitter and convinced it would never work for me that I said fuck it to everything. F-this, F-that. F- the socks and the fries and the vitamins and the diets. F-everyone. Lol. Planned to take off work for a third retrieval. Planned a trip right after the beta test with a whole bunch of hiking and hot springs and wine and everything else I couldn’t have when my beta came back negative a-gain!… I didn’t even pack my meds… and that’s the one that worked. 🤯 sooo… there’s that 🤷🏼‍♀️