IUI #4 - Game Plan

So my check up with Dr. S yesterday… I have an ovulatory cyst that she says is small and is nothing to worry about, but they’ll keep a close eye on it. And we came up with a new game plan. Dr. B’s nurse Glenna was there and I love her. She had paperwork filled out for us because she just knew we wanted to be more aggressive now. Glenna came and got us from the waiting room and took us to examination room and said, “What am I going to do with you? I was so sure it was going to work this time! Everything was lining up!”

“Me too, Glenna… Me too”

And then Dr. S comes in once I got undressed and even she was telling us that she thought IUI #3 was it for us. We didn’t tell all of our friends and family that we were doing treatments again, but for the few that did know, even they were shocked it didn’t work out.

GAME PLAN:
150mg Clomid CD 3-7. Ovidrel (forgot the mgs) on CD 9. Mid cycle check on CD 13. IUI on either CD 15 or 16.

Side note, this is the worse boobs and back ache from AF that I’ve ever had!!

Seeing Dr. B Tomorrow!

So tomorrow is my post operation appointment!  I must say that my scar looks great!  Like in the middle of it, it doesn't even look like I've had surgery!!!

I hope tomorrow Dr. B will do a vaginal ultrasound (weird that I actually want it this time lol) just so I can FINALLY see my right ovary... In all her wonderful, beautiful, magnificent glory =).  This is what IF does people.  I never thought I'd be excited for a Dr to examine my va-jay-jay.  We're also hoping that he will start me on Provera asap so we can get this party started! 

On another note... This will be my first attempt at posting a picture on here.  Hopefully I do it right... Here is a picture of Northern Starr's sisters son.  He's going to be such a heart breaker!!!  16 months old and full of Handsome!!!

Yay I did it!!!  Okay have a great rest of the week yall!  I'll post next week about our appointment with Dr. B and if slash when we will be able to start up treatments.  My FIL got a job in South Carolina, so Northern Starr and I are driving him there and helping him get unpacked and situated this weekend.  Post-Op tomorrow (Thursday), leave for SC Friday, unpack everything Saturday, and then drive back to VA Sunday and it's back to the work week grind. 

Side Note:  Don't worry, I'm still not allowed to carry anything heavy, so I won't be moving any boxes, that's for the boys to do.  I'll be inside unpacking those boxes and putting things away.  =]

Surgery... Part 2

Ugh… Another long overdue post.  I blame trying to get back into the swing of things for this one.

So all I remember is semi waking up in recovery.  I remember hearing a woman’s voice in my right ear and a male voice with an accent in my left.  Lets name them Harry and Sally.  I opened my eyes a little, everything was blurry, but I could see another woman in a hospital bed on the other side of the room.  I couldn’t keep my eyes open for very long.  Harry asked Sally, “What’d they do to her?”  Sally replied, “She had surgery on her right ovary.  They took it.”  *GASP* I wanted to cry.  I wanted to scream.  But I didn’t have control over my own body.  I must’ve fell asleep again, because the next thing I could feel was me being moved around.  Like they were pushing my bed somewhere. 

Then my bed stopped moving.  Harry was still on my left.  I heard him talking to a guy that was now on my right side.  His name is Austin; he was my nurse until 7pm.  Harry told Austin something about needing whatever I was laying on.  Austin rolled my body onto my left side.  I kinda woke up then because I felt weird.  I wasn’t in pain, but just really uncomfortable.  I grabbed onto Harry’s arm to help keep me on my side while Austin pulled the blanket out from under me.

When I was able to lay down normally, my eyes were still closed and I felt someone rubbing my left foot.  And then Northern Starr’s voice, “I’m here baby.  You did so good.  Everything is okay now.”  To which I asked, “Did they take it?”  “No, you still have it.”  He said.  I replied “Don’t lie to me.”  Everyone who was in the room giggled and I passed out again.

Supposedly, I got out of surgery around 3pm.  But when I finally came to, it was around 6pm.  Northern Starr was sitting on the couch/his bed, doing something on his phone and watching TV at the same time.  I groaned because I tried to sit up.  To which he noticed I was finally awake.  He jumped up to help so fast.  But I couldn’t move.  Something kept squeezing my legs.  It was that massager thing, so my blood can still circulate while I’m stationary for a long period of time.  Austin came in; this is when he introduced himself to me and took my vitals. He said all I could “eat” was ice chips and starburst, as long as I let the whole thing dissolve in my mouth before I swallowed.  Every hour Austin came in to check my vitals.  And when he left, Sarah became my nurse.  I didn’t like her.  Her assistant was nicer than she was.  I wish I knew her assistants name.

The next day, Northern Starr left to get him some breakfast from the cafeteria and bring back something for me too since we got the “OK” that I could now try to eat some solids.  While Northern Starr was gone, Dr. W came in to see me!  (I have to say that I have thee BEST team of doctors EVER!)  He checked my incision.  And I asked him if they took my ovary.  He confirmed that they DIDN’T!!!  I asked him what I’d have to do to go home today.  He said that he would imagine all I’d have to do is urinate and walk the hallway a few times.  But he felt I should take things slow and just bank on being discharged the next day.  My heart sank.  But he left and my new nurse (we’ll call her Carla) came in and I told her I was leaving today.

Northern Starr came back and I ate my breakfast.  Nothing fun happened between then and lunch.  Slept, watched TV, and had my vitals checked.  Dr. B came in to check on me around lunch time.  He told me, “So I hear you’re telling everyone you’re going home today.” I nodded.  He said as long as I urinate and walk the hall at least once, I’ll be able to go home.  That when I feel up to it, I have to call their office to schedule my post-op at least 4 weeks from my surgery date.  Done deal!  He left, Northern Starr got us some lunch, and then even though I didn’t feel like I needed to pee, I told him I had too.  Getting up hurt sooooo bad.  I just sat up in the bed and started to cry.  It took me awhile to get to the bathroom, even with my husbands and Carla’s help.  And since I was already out of bed, I had Northern Starr put some pants on me and we walked the hallway.  I am a determined woman! LOL.  I was discharged at 3pm.  Exactly 24hrs after I got out of surgery!

Bad News...

My ultrasound was yesterday.  We left feeling confident.  The tech said that she thinks she caught my right ovary on camera; she just needs the radiologist to confirm.  My Dr should have the results Tuesday or Wednesday.

Dr. S called me this morning.  The results are in.  I have (what they think is) a dermoid cyst either in front of, or ON my right ovary and this is the reason why no doctor has ever seen it.  The next step is to have an MRI, which is scheduled for August 15^th.  The MRI will confirm what type of cyst it is.  Dr. S said that dermoid cyst are benign, and that I will need to have surgery to remove it since they can’t “go away” on its own, and since it’s pretty big.

I’m scared.  I’m heartbroken too.  Dr. S said that this cycle is out of the question now.  I can still take the Provera to shed all the lining I still have.  But I cannot take the Clomid.  I’ve never spent the night in the hospital before.  I mean, I have for other people, but never for myself.  I’ve heard different stories though.  The surgery could be a simple outpatient procedure, or I might have to spend the night there.  I guess we’ll learn more about this as we go.

I’m trying to remember… But I think an ex-coworkers daughter had a dermoid cyst.  And once she had it removed, she and her husband had a baby… NATURALLY!  Let’s hope this is the case for us too!

So we’re OUT.  Literally. L