I am beginning to make quite a collection of these.
Good news is that I learnt something today: I am always right.
The appointment started off well. The sonographer told me that everything “looked great!” Lucky for her I was watching her work and noticed that it did. not. look. great. It looked great to her because having had a squizz round my insides she presumed I was having my last scan before egg collection. Who wouldn’t? 10mm lining, nice! 3 big follicles, a few smaller ones, perfect!
Let’s remind ourselves that I have had three months now of down regulating Zoladex. My lining should be thin. I should have NO follicles to speak of.
Who down regulates for three months only to ovulate three eggs and have a lining of 10mm? Me. Lucky me.
I am a bit bamboozled and tired, but the gist is that (as I told anybody who would listen to me) my second Zoladex injection didn’t work. This has now been proven to be true because (for reasons I have forgotten and am too tired to google, sorry) the third injection instead of down regulating me, gave me a massive surge. This can only happen if the previous injection failed. Hence the three massive follicles and jumbo lining. Sigh.
There was the option of just going for egg collection now. However, three follicles ain’t great is it? They might contain no eggs. So once again, my cycle is cancelled. Goodbye anniversary present baby.
The plan now is to wait for a bleed, then embark upon the mother of all short cycles with maximum dose of stims. I queried this given my last appointment where the dose was reduced, but… oh god, I’m so tired. It’s probably fine. I’ll be having 450iu Meronial, plus letrozole. Then cetrotide injections to prevent ovulation. Then lots of eggs, embryos, and babies?
So, to sum up, I was right. Zoladex didn’t work. Fist pump! I knew it.
Bad news is, I have another cancelled cycle under my belt. In theory, I should be back on the IVF
horse lame mule in 1-2 weeks. I have however been here before and it took 10.
Please excuse me while I go and pour an entire bottle of wine down my neck.