My baseline ultrasound was schedule for 7:45 this morning and I was three minutes late. If ya’ll don’t already know this about me - I hate being late. In fact I am usually far too early everywhere I go. I live about an hour away from our clinic so in my head, I had planned enough time to get ready, eat a nice healthy breakfast, leave, and get there 15 minutes early. This morning just didn’t go as planned.
I actually had a hard time sleeping (believe it or not) I woke up around 3 am and couldn’t fall back asleep. Kerry claims that I was asleep when he woke up but I disagree. By the time I got up, fed the dogs, did a few chores around the house, took a shower, did my makeup, got dressed, and took the dogs outside to use the bathroom - it was 6:45 and I was freaking out. I had exactly an hour to get to my appointment! Now how was I going to be early?
Luckily there was no traffic. I listened to a few of my most favorite songs that pump me up a little. I needed all of the positive energy that I could get.
When I got to my clinic I took a seat in the waiting room, along with the many other couples desperately trying to make a baby, and waited for my name to be called. They were running behind, which I usually expect from a medical office. Finally around 8:20 they took me back to the ultrasound room. in fact, the nurse put me in the same room that we had our fist ultrasound in back in September. The same room where we learned that our miracle baby was not going to hang around much longer, if at all. I tried not to focus on that fact instead I thought about how this cycle is a step in the right direction and maybe our angel would be looking over us as we go through this cycle.
A doctor that isn’t my usual doctor at the clinic came in to perform the baseline ultrasound. The ultrasound showed that my endometrium was 5.3 mm (and obviously still shedding since I am on my period) and I had like 4-6 follicles in one ovary and 3-4 in the other. It was so cool to see. i’ve only ever had bad news at my ultrasounds, hearing some good news (that I am not infertile technically and have many follicles). Honestly, as stupid as it sounds, I was nervous that I was going into that appointment and that I would be told that I am actually pregnant but miscarried again. Sounds silly, I know, but it crossed my mind.
So now I start Letrozole tomorrow, cycle day 3. December 21st, 2018.
Our follicle scan is scheduled for Sunday, December 30th and I am just so excited to get going with this whole process.
I’m feeling really good, really positive, but I am also trying to stay realistic and not get my hopes up too high.