My husband keeps telling me to not be so “poopy” and depressed about our check-up yesterday. He’s doing the “It Only Takes One!” egg cheer. He’s putting in a good effort and I do appreciate it, though I did need some time to sulk about my crappy egg reserve.
Ultrasound yesterday revealed only one follicle at a 12. There were some minor size ones on the right and nothing happening on the left. Doc said it was pretty much as expected (for him I guess, not us) that I wouldn’t produce a lot of eggs due to a struggle with endometriosis and my age (38).
We were sent back home to continue the Gonal-F at 375 and to start the Cetrotide tonight. So along with the micro-hcg that’s THREE SHOTS. While I am cranky about this, I am glad we have at least gotten this far. One is better than nothing. At least that is what my cheerleader/husband keeps telling me.
Another ultrasound in the morning and then maybe, just maybe, we’ll have a date set for the retrieval. I don’t know how much more of the belly shots I can take. It’s been 11 days. I am running out of non-bruised belly space.