My Ovaries Had a Busy Day

As did my credit card.  Sheesh.

This morning I had an appointment for an HSG.  My husband came with me and waited in the waiting room while a younger-than-I-am doctor injected dye up in my lady bits and caused me a lot of pain.  Man oh man was it uncomfortable.  But it was quick, and I’m grateful for that.  Even more than that, I am grateful that the images showed the dye flowing right out of my fallopian tubes, meaning they are *not* blocked, and that’s one more thing we can check off the list and reassure ourselves will not be causing any problems.  Phew.

So that was the morning.  Then in the afternoon we went to the RE’s office for blood work and an ultrasound.  The ultrasound showed that one of my follies is pretty damn big and looks like it will be the one to send forth an egg this cycle.  There were one or two others that were not too far behind, but this one was clearly the primary.  Which is good, because I’m hoping to not have quadruplets.

I thought I was done with injectables, but Dr. T wants me to do three more days of them.  That’s okay, I’m getting good at it.  I’ll be going back to see him on Wednesday morning for bloodwork and *another* ultrasound to see if it’s time for the trigger shot.  Eep!  He seemed to think Wednesday or Thursday will be the day, and then we’ll do the IUI the following day and again the day after that.  So theoretically by next weekend it will be done!  I can’t believe how fast this is all happening.  It’s only day 8 today!

The results were all back from my previous tests (all but one, the cystic fibrosis test to see if I’m a carrier), and I’m happy to say that my insulin, glucose, testosterone et al were all completely normal.  I asked if that means I’m in the clear for PCOS and got a “Well, not necessarily…” answer, which did not make me very happy.  But the bottom line is that if I do have PCOS, it clearly is not a very extreme case and the only thing it seems to be doing is making my cycles irregular, and making me have to do a bit more waxing than the average lady.  (Not *that* much.  But some.  TMI.)  And the latter is something I’ve been dealing with my entire adult life so it’s not exactly news.  Fun.

Anyway I had hoped to be able to say definitively that I do not have PCOS, but I guess it’s one of those things that will always hover in outer space over my head as a possibility.

After my appointment we went to the special fertility pharmacy to buy a ridiculous quantity of drugs that cost a ridiculous amount.  Another 5-pack of injectables, the trigger shot (which, thankfully, I will not have to administer to myself), and a 30-pack of progesterone suppositories.   The grand total was close to $500.  Ouch.  Thank you Blue Cross for not covering ANY fertility treatments.  Bastards.

So all in all it was a good day.  I’m not bleeding or leaking iodine much anymore the way I was all afternoon, so that is a relief.  I’m still a bit crampy but the ibuprofen is keeping that in check.  I have to take antibiotics tonight to ward off a possible infection from the HSG, and it’s azythromiacin which always makes me super nauseated and screws with my tummy like you would not believe, so there’s that to look forward to.  But all in all we’re making progress.

And I got to see what my fallopian tubes look like, which was kind of cool.  My husband got to see my uterus and ovaries on the ultrasound, which was eye-opening for him as well.

Onward!

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