Yesterday after I did my morning injections I felt very crampy on my left side (the ovary with attitude), and I figured it was pretty understandable given that I was jacking myself up on FSH, but it felt like when I've had cysts, and that was not a pleasant thought. We walked about a 1/2 a block to breakfast and I had sharp pains, and that got me even more worried. I called Dr. Calm, stayed as still as possible, and waited for her to call back. It took 4 hours for her to get back to me (not my favorite interaction, but not too awful). Anyhoo, she thought it was unlikely that I'd be having pain this early, but if it was as cyst, we'd want to know sooner than Tuesday (my first scan). I sat on the couch, buck.y bag and a warm cat on my belly, and waited. About 8pm I started to feel better, so I 'made' dinner (cooked the veggie burgers and plated the fries my husband had put in the oven). I did take a 1/2 an amb.ian so that I wouldn't obsess myself into sleeplessness.
As I sat on the couch and watched the hours tick away, the awful thought would surface that I was going to be full of cysts, no eggs, and ultimately unhelpable. I managed to repress it pretty effectively, but I was very focused on this morning scan.
We made it to the clinic with about 10 minutes to spare. The tech was very straightforward and told us that this is just a scan to see if I am responding, and that the doctors won't get concerned about something unless it's larger than 12, and even then, it isn't always a problem. She started the vag cam up, and spent a long time looking at my ovaries, giving a nice commentary the whole time (whew). My lining was a 6.2 (good for this early in the stimming process), and as of this morning I have 16 FOLLICLES! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOO. And they are all close in size, none smaller than 9 or larger than 11!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ok, I'll stop with the text shouting, but last cycle the follicles were disparate sizes from the start, and it only got worse. She warned us that that the total count may increase or decrease over the next week. Honestly, I started with 6 last cycle, so clearly if I lose 6 this time I'll be ahead of the game.
As I left the parking lot my cell phone rang, it was Dr. Calm who called to tell me she was very pleased with the response, to keep up the same amount of meds and come back on Wednesday for another scan and blood work. I guess she made up for the 4 hour time lag in spades...
As you can imagine I'm feeling relieved--both about the actual count, and the fact that I may indeed be helpable.