The HCG went well and the overall conclusion is everything looks normal. Tubes are definitely clear. Now, there were some funky bits. Apparently, along with my uterus being retroverted (I already knew this from many annual exams) it also tilts to the right. This might be the result of the fibroid he found in my ultrasound. I find it kind of funny that my uterus apparently goes in every which direction. Everything I have read says it should have no bearing on us conceiving but I can’t help feeling like my uterus is on the equivalent of a back country road. Easy to find if you know where to look or are keen on asking directions but almost impossible otherwise. I digress. Along with that he saw some suspicious “air bubbles” that he thought might be polyps. He asked me to lean over to the right and they seemed to dissipate so he thinks it may have just been the dye playing tricks. See what I mean? Me and my hidden, tricky uterus J. Anyway, based on what he has seen so far he says everything is looking normal. He is hoping to have my blood tests back next week to see how my hormones are looking (Current mantra: I will not call the RE office, I will not call the RE office) and he let me know up front no news is good news. He said if there is something drastically off about the numbers, the clinic will call me but otherwise he will wait until payday has his SA and then meet with us both with all results in.
So there you have it. All my testing is done for now, we have one more to go and then the “party” is officially started. I confess, I am not in a Zen state about these events. What? You’re not surprised! Well, I would have liked to do something different. Neurotic is so 90s. Anyway, I am having crazy dreams from those where I've gained back all the weight I've lost and payday is calling me fat (you have to know him but trust me, I’d die of shock if that ever happened. It wouldn't even occur to me to be offended because it’s so anti-payday to do anything like that. It would be like watching him grow a third eye or something), to me in the doctor’s office waiting. Like a whole dream where the event is me sitting there…waiting. I've had a headache for two days. I am about to ovulate and the last thing on my mind is the deed. In the morning, I am going for a much needed run for as long and as hard as I can stand it. Hopefully some of the nerves will be appeased.
If you pray, pray with/for me. If you meditate, send out your well wishes. If you need mine, feel free to leave that in a comment…really, I love comments and if you don’t mind a prayer from a well meaning, obsessive, infertile…why not?
Stay thirsty my friends!