Back to the doctors we went, this time with the list of things
he wanted us to have done, completed. Since the surgery the next step was to
prepare to do a few cycles of insemination. This meant that we would have to balance
this around working fulltime, Sean’s school schedule and my cycle; three things
that at the time seemed like they may be impossible to coordinate.
The doctor started me off with 100 milligrams of clomid,
since they knew I ovulated on clomid there wasn’t a need to put me on anything
stronger. They had be purchase a months’ worth of ovulation strips to make sure
they knew when the optimal time would be for me to ovulate. Well I started
testing on day 10 and it showed that it was positive. I waited and tested again
on day 11 and it again said that I was ovulating. This was very confusing to me
because I knew it was way too early to be ovulating so I called the doctor’s
office and they agreed. They told me to take a test again on day 12 and if it
was positive again they would have me come in for an ultrasound on day 13.
Day 12 showed positive again so they had me come in to see
what was going on. The ultrasound showed that my ovaries were growing the eggs,
2 on one ovary and 1 on the other, but that they weren’t to the size they
needed to be for me to be ovulating. They decided to run some blood work to see
what was going on and they found out that I did have high LH levels but that it
was caused by my PCOS. They told me that because of the PCOS, my ovaries were
putting off more LH than normal. They determined that I would need to come in
to have an ultrasound done every month to see if I was ovulating rather than
doing the home test.
Since I had gone in, they decided to send me home with
instructions to come back in within the next couple of days. They gave me a prescription
for a drug that would help my eggs to be released wit in the next 24 hours.
Well we scheduled the appointments and got ready to do our first IUI cycle.
This would be a little tricky but we were willing to make it work. Robert had
to drive 30 minutes to get the drug I needed and I ended up having to inject
myself, in my stomach, with the drug in one of the bathroom stalls at work. This
wasn’t the most comfortable situation but it was what we could do.
The next day, Robert went into the doctor’s office 2 hours
before I did to give them his stuff and then I followed after him. I went to
the doctors and they had Roberts’s swimmers, cleaned and ready to go. They had
my lie on the table with me feet in stirrups, as the nurse inserted a long tube
into my uterus. At first she had a hard time finding the opening of my cervix,
which was a little painful but once she found it she inserted the tube as far back
as she could and slowly squirted the swimmers into the cavity. I was instructed
to then lie on the table for about 15 min to make sure to give the swimmers a
chance to make their way to my tube. After my time was up, I had to head back
to work. I had tried to take a long lunch but since it took me so long, I had
to work extra to make up the time.
We waited patiently and prayed hard that this procedure
would take and that we would be able to be pregnant. Unfortunately that was the
Lords will as I started my period right on time. I called to let the doctor
know and they told me to start the next cycle of clomid. Around day 14, I
scheduled a time to go in and have another ultrasound done. This time the ultrasound
wasn’t as positive as the first. They said that I had one egg growing inside of
a cyst from the precious cycle on the right ovary but non on the left, it also
showed that I had other residual cysts from the prior cycles. We decided since
the likelihood of getting pregnant was slim seeing as I didn’t have a tube on
that side and the fact that the one egg was inside of another cyst, that we
would cancel this cycle and not do the insemination. The doctor did want to see
me back before I started taking clomid again to make sure that the other cysts
had gone down in size.
So the next month as my cycle started, I scheduled a time to
go in and have another ultrasound done. This one showed that the cyst was still
there but had gone down in size. The doctor felt that it would be safe for me
to continue on with taking another cycle of clomid. As day 12 or 13 of my cycle
neared, I started to get very sharp pains around my right ovary. I wasn’t quite
sure what it was and thought that it might have just been ovulation pains but
at the same time they seemed way to sharp and lasted way too long to be
ovulation pains.
I called the doctor and they said that it could be an over
stimulated ovary and if it got worse that I should go to the emergency room. I
ended up leaving work because the pain was getting stronger and stronger. Once
I got home I realized that it was indeed getting worse because I couldn’t even
stand anymore, I had resorted to curling up in a ball on the floor. I called
Robert and told him that he needed to take me to emergency room.
He rushed home scooped me off the floor and hurried me over
to the emergency room. It didn’t take to long for them to get me in; they
quickly hooked up an IV, took some blood, and then gave me some morphine. Side note here, I really do not like morphine,
it does help with the pain, but it gives me awful shakes. Anyway, after
explaining what was going on, they ordered and ultrasound to see what was going
on. Of course the ultrasound tech wouldn’t tell us anything so it was back to
the room to wait for the results. The ER doctor came in and told me that there was
a lot of fluid around my right ovary and they were pretty sure I had a cyst
that had ruptured on that ovary. They said that would explain the pain and the
other symptoms.
This ruptured cyst turned out to be one of the most painful
things I have ever been through! I can only imagine what labor must feel like.
Well they gave me some more prescriptions for pain medicine and for an
antibiotic to make sure that nothing got infected, and then home we went.
After the ordeal of ending up in the hospital, we decided
that it was time to reevaluate our goals and how we were going to get there.
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