Sunday, November 2, 2008

I can't ever seem to enjoy anything

Well, got the call yesterday for an ultrasound this morning. Set the clocks back and got there just on time. This was my first ultrasound, and I have always been curious to see what I look like. I was hoping that maybe I wouldn't have PCO and they would be impressed with how great everything looked....

Well, I definitely have PCO. Pretty cute ovaries my ass, those things are fugly! All bumpy and covered in gnarly cysts. You know that expression, it's what's on the inside that counts, ugh, what I got on the inside ain't good. I think I would have been happier not knowing.

I had 12 cysts on one side and more than 15 on the other (she doesn't count more than 15 for the baseline ultrasounds). I also had some fluid around one of my ovaries (which reinforces my theory that I grew a big cyst last month that must have "resolved" itself).

But everything said and done, it was what they expected to see and it's clomid as planned. I will start tomorrow night (3-7). I had to request a day 21 progesterone test. And it's a good thing I've read a thing or two about clomid because they offered no instructions other than take it at the same time every day.

No matter how hard I try, I always come away from a dr's appt with at least one regret. Today it was telling the nurse that I thought I o'd and only had a 12 day LP. I told her about my temp jump before the prometrium but I didn't properly convey that my temp stayed up. She said something that indicated to me that the prometrium wouldn't have affected my BBT. I need to be more clear in the future. I just can't get over it that I didn't get her to realize my concern. It's not that she didn't care, I just didn't communicate it properly. I will be looking for an excuse to talk to a nurse or Dr. C very soon.

After my appt. me and DH went to the trail. We were there an hour too early to rent bikes so we just walked. Probably for the best, those bike seats hurt my ass. Plus we went to a non bike accessible area we hadn't been to before. It was lovely and despite the good weather and fall foilage, there weren't many people out.

But no matter how nice it was I just couldn't get my regretful conversation with the nurse out of my head. It's still there. It's going to haunt me all night.

1 comment:

learningtobestillandknow said...

I'm sorry about the doctor's visit. It's never fun to get bad news, and I always cringe when I see the cycts on my ovaries as well.

Good luck with the Clomid though! I just finished mine a week and a half ago, and no major side effects-whew! :)