For the very first time, I went to a cycle scan on my own today. H was lying in bed groaning and clutching his stomach. He had a curry with a friend who is over from the US last night, and apparently it wasn't a good one. I felt slightly aggrieved for having to go to the scan on my own, but only slightly. He did look very sorry for himself.
I had Dr Gorgeous again this morning. I just walked into the clinic and she was standing by the sign-in sheet. I think she was supposed to take someone else, but she looked at me, said "Good morning, Thalia" and told me to come with her. That was a good thing, I like a bit of continuity in my cycles.
The problem with Dr Gorgeous is that she doesn't say anything while she's scanning. So she's sitting there click clicking away with the machine, and I'm thinking, well, all those clicks have got to be a good thing, but I don't know for sure, and H wasn't there to hold my hand, so I was getting rather tense. Then she had to remove the probe to pull the machine closer to her, and then reinsert the probe again. Two wandings in one morning, aren't I a lucky girl? She stayed silent all the way through until she removed the probe for the second time and told me I could get dressed. Finally, after getting dressed she showed me the numbers.
Eleven. I have eleven follicles on those darn ovaries. Way to go girls.
- On the left, the slacker ovary has: 12, 11, 11, 11
- On the right, the over-achiever has: 13, 12, 12, 12, 11, 10, 10
I couldn't be more relieved. The E2 won't mean anything anyway given I'm on the orgalutran, so there's nothing much to obsess about for the next 48 hours. I did get them to take my blood anyway, and, as I expected, the nurse didn't raise an eyebrow. Hah!
I'm so incredibly relieved. Please, please, please let this keep going in this way. Next appointment Thursday. Let's hope I can be as happy that day as I am now. Egg retrieval probably Monday at this rate, which is what I had assumed before we even started. I'm taking a leaf out of Millie's book, and I'm allowing myself to hope. Not too much, but just a little. Although of course getting good enbryos wasn't our problem last time. Well, I will still hope for now.
Meanwhile, on the other side of Hope, please go and give DD some love, she's just had her last IVF cycle end with a negative. I'm stuck for anything helpful to say. What do you say after you've said "I'm sorry" 57 million times. It seems crass, but it's the truth. I'm so sorry, DD.
Updated to add, so that I have this in my records for next time, E2 is 1253 (341 American), LH 0.3, so all is fine. Next scan is Friday.