Appointment today went alright. I have a 12mm follicle on my left ovary and an 11mm one on my right. They don’t use the Ovidrel until they’re at least 18.5mm, ideally 20. I have another appointment on Friday morning to see if they’re growing…apparently they grow around 2mm a day. So 12 and 11 is better than nothing, I just hope they get bigger by Friday.
The u/t was extremely nice and gentle and she really took her time. She probably spent 10 minutes poking around, so I feel confident that she got a good look. She showed me the pictures.
I was really bummed leaving the office. I didn’t get bad news, but there were so many adorable pregnant women in the waiting room. One lady was there with her brand new baby and everyone was making a huge fuss. I felt like I might as well have been marked with a scarlet letter “I” for “Infertile” or “F” for “Freak of Nature”. Seriously, why is it so hard for some people to do this?
I’m feeling less depressed now, but still kind of blue. At least I’m not dead tired like I was yesterday!