So, I had my first scan to check on how my follicles are growing. If you read my last post to the end and didn’t get sick/die of boredom half way through, you will know that I had little to no faith that my ovaries were doing anything at all. Turns out I was half right.
Compared to my last scan, I didn’t have too many bad omens so everything started off okay. I had a wee in my usual toilet, I saw my usual nurse and she used her usual dildocam. So far so usual and therefore so good. I did have a bit of a ‘moment’ when yet another person rocked up to the waiting room with a miracle, “I got knocked up before IVF news” *smacks face with bundle of 6 month old copies of Hello, Look and OK magazines*
I have endometriomas in both ovaries, and one ovary is also attached to the ureter (tube coming out of the kidney) which is pulling it up and making it difficult to access. My right ovary in particular has two endometriomas, and one of them is pretty big. The left ovary has a small endometrioma but is basically (currently) pretty normal and accessible after my operations. AND OF COURSE, which ovary is still “quiet” (you say “quiet”; I say LAZY). You guessed it, lazy lefty. My left ovary has 5 follicles all measuring 10, and they told me they probably won’t bother with that one now because they are too small. The right ovary has 3 okay looking ones measuring 14,15 and 16 and 2 smaller 11s that might catch up.
That’s it really. Bet you are dead happy you clicked on the link now. I will carry on with the same dose of Menopur for two more days and have another scan on Wednesday. Pending any major disasters (which I will not rule out ‘cos that’s how I roll), I will trigger on Wednesday night and egg collection will be on Friday. I was starting to get scared and tearful in my appointment, when my nurse brought me back down to reality with:
“There are still so many hurdles. First the follicles have to keep growing, then they need to contain eggs and we need to be able to reach them, then they need to fertilise, and then they need to continue to divide. If you have an embryo transfer, you then have to do a pregnancy test, be pregnant, and then you need to not miscarry. And when that’s all over, you have 8 more months of worry. It never ends.”
I love her so bad, we are kindred spirits.