At exactly 8:00 pm last night, DH pointed the HCG syringe at a purple-markered bull's-eye on my backside and said, "Sorry."
My only noticeable s/e was persistent gas bubbles that joined forces overnight to form a big, painful, wake-me-up abdominal balloon this morning. I walked it off, though, and all is fine.
Yesterday's monitoring showed follies-of-interest at 23, 17.5, 14, 13, and 9.5 mm. I was the only one in the room interested in the 9.5 one. Sure seems possible that it might make it to 12 mm, which is where Dr. K said she wanted to see them (she wasn't in the room, btw). When I gave a "Hey, maybe," on that the sonographer chirped, "Oh, I don't even expect to find a mature egg in that 13 mm follicle." Hokay. I opted to continue happy thoughts of having 4 over 12 mm — at that moment — and a little bit of time for them to grow.
Really, who knows what they'll find. If it's pudding, DH hopes it's butterscotch. And if it's rocks, I hope they are diamonds. I'll sell 'em on eBay.
My E2 was 1,545. Not sure where that's supposed to be, but the result meant the difference between triggering last night or tonight. They don't want the 23 mm follie to overmature and do us no good.
The cyst was bigger, but not by too much. I am eager for that sucker's aspiration so it will stop stabbing me.
Retrieval is at 7:15 am tomorrow!
So glad to hear that you were able to proceed. Best of luck with the retrieval! Will be thinking of you and hoping that all goes well.
I hope the retrieval goes well and your embies grow big and strong.
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