It turns out that of the 8 vials, 1 was unlabeled, 2 were unreadable, and 1 had the wrong identification number on it. Testing the semen for DNA didn’t seem reasonable given the short period of time (4 days) that we have, so the lab director gave me 3 choices: use the other 4 vials that were marked correctly (yeah, right!), cancel the cycle, or get my BIL to fly up tomorrow and redo ALL of the testing and give a new semen sample. Neither of the first 2 options were what I wanted, but I would have cancelled before ever using that sperm without it being tested in some way, but I didn’t want to do that (I want my baby now!). So even though it seemed like a major long shot, I called my BIL to see if he’s busy tomorrow and if he wants to come up here. Can you believe he said yes?! He’s flying up here at 6am tomorrow, then we’ll go straight to the clinic for testing and the sample. All while Mr.E is living in sweet oblivion with the Boy Scouts! So many people at UCRM were really working hard for us today and will continue to do so the rest of this week and next week. I’m so grateful.