Today was our appointment with the fertility doctor to get bloodwork taken and do an ultrasound to check out my ovaries.
Let me just say how appreciative I am that Lauren came with me and braved the early morning hours. We left at house at 6:30 a.m. since they do the exams on a first-come, first-serve basis and only from 7 – 8 a.m. She is not a morning person and dragged herself out of bed to join me.
So, we sleepily arrive, fill out some paperwork, pay them, in advance, for the insemination and such (ouch! lots of moolah) and get ready to go see the doctor. When we get called back, they draw my blood while Lauren waits in the waiting room – patiently drinking her coffee as she learns to formulate words before the sun rises.
After they poke me with needles, we are escorted into the exam room. The nurses (clearly of the lady-lovin’ persuasion) verify our information so they know who’s lady parts the doc will be proding and then tell me to get undressed and ready.
Here’s a shot of me enjoying the surroundings of the exam room. It’s early. Pardon the disshevelled look and the oh-so pretty smile.
Yes, that is a condom-wrapped ovary scanning wand. Creepy, eh?
So the doc comes in and begins the exam.
Now, I don’t know about you, but I love compliments. But when you have a latex covered medical tool jammed in your nether region… compliments are a little awkward. So, of course… the doctor gave me one…
Doc ::insert wand and wander around:: “Oh wow! Wow! How old are you?”
Doc: “Wow. You have absolutely magnificent ovaries!”
Now really people… what do you say to that, except — Thanks!
Then he begins to count the number of antral follicles that are in each of my ovaries.
I think in a previous life that the doctor was an auctioneer, because I have never heard anyone count as quickly as he was. “1,2,3,4,12,17,21. Ok, 21 on the right side! And… 1,2,3,10,15,20,24… looks like about 42 on the left side. 63 total. Yep. 63. 63. Got that nurse? 63.) — SOLD!
For those of you — like me until I searched on google — that have no idea what those numbers means or why we care… the antral follicle count is the number of follicles/eggs that your ovaries have in reserve. Low numbers = close to the time in your life when you leave your windows open in snow storms and strip down in public restrooms to cool off. Larger numbers are good. 63? That is freakish.
From what I can gather from the wonderful and amazing internet, 63 is very high and it could mean one of a few things: 1. I am a fertile beast and just the smell of man juice will get me pregnant; 2. I release more than one egg with each ovulation — hello multiples; or 3. There could be something else going on like Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. Based on the stellar results of my bloodwork — everything is perfectly in line — it looks like option 1 or 2 are more likely. But you never know.
This is Lauren’s less-than-thrilled expression of the abundance of eggs and the thought of multiples:
Where do we go from here?
On the 19th, we will go back to the doctor for more bloodwork and an ultrasound to see how large the follicles are. They want them to be at least 15mm in order to inseminate, but would rather see 18mm+. When we get this ultrasound done, they will tell us what day we will inseminate and if I need to use the trigger shot to stimulate ovulation. They don’t think I will need it, but we are getting it filled just in case.
So now, we just wait. More updates to come as things progress. Until then, I need to catch up on much missed sleep.