Today was my baseline appointment. We thought we'd get the green light to start stims on Friday as planned.
There's just one not-so-little thing: the giant cyst in my right ovary.
So, huh. We should have been concerned when Dr. M., who did my baseline stuff locally, said that my estradiol, drawn this morning, was 313. That's really high, waaayyyyy too high for a baseline. Dudes, my peak for our December cycle wasn't much higher!
This sucker is truly massive, 2"x2"...more than twice the size of my normal left ovary. Dr. M.'s assistant was shocked that I haven't been in serious pain. I have had some painful twinges, but nothing constant.
So, because my ultrasound was at 5 pm and Dr. M. had to fax results, I won't find out what Dr. Z. wants to do about it until tomorrow. I dug my sole leftover birth control pill out of the garbage tonight in case another 20 days of BCPs is called for. I personally would rather have it aspirated, but I'm not known as a patient woman, so there's that.
I *am* glad I no longer need to worry about potentially reaching that horrifying 14th week of pregnancy over Christmas. And, both Paul and I, while bummed, trust in Dr. Z. and his staff and feel like somehow this will be ok. Let's hope that once this cyst is resolved, I will still have at least five resting follicles in my left ovary (today's good number), and an equal number in the right. For me, that would be an awesome starting point.