08 January 2010

the Catheter, the Speculum, and the Wand

Honestly, it is hard to know what to write after yesterday's fabulous news of Sprogblogger's positive, and then Eileen's too! Damn ladies, almost nothing makes me happier than when one of us gets (and stays) pregnant. It delights me and fills up my heart. Thank you!

I had a shit day yesterday besides all that bliss, felt off kilter and spent the day chasing myself in circles. Got really badly lost in Boston, long stupid story, got found, got two, count'em two, hystosonogram catheter threadings, two. Why two? Because it hurt so badly the first time she stopped part way during attempt#1 in hopes it was in far enough. Nope. So, out it came, and in the next one went (you know, along with its friends, the Speculum and the Wand)-- that time, it went as far as it needed to, I was hot pink and sweating, and then, it was a bunch of wand waving, and hip lifting, images taken and printed and then I was done and outta there with a "cavity" that was pronounced "beautiful" and "open" and "clean" and my lining is tri-whatever and all that is Very good stuff.

Sore, and glad that is over.

So, next step, ovulation planned for this weekend (saturday night, say, around 2am--ha! yeah, no.) Then monday afternoon's meeting with Dr. O, where I need to remember the test results are objective, but the interpretation and conclusion are often subjective and all that. But really? I am curious about the results AND the interpretation. Hope I do not cry.

8 comments:

meinsideout said...

I am glad that is over for you and I am pulling for you for Monday.

Kate said...

That sounds like one shitty test! The first one I had, I barely felt the catheter going in, but the fluid injection was really crampy. The second one, the radiologist couldn't maneuver his way through my cervix, just stuffed what he could in there and injected the fluid quickly to hope some went in. It was enough for them to declare that I had no polyps or problems. The third, I didn't really feel much of anything at all.
Hope you get good news on Monday - I'm rooting for you!

sprogblogger said...

Damn, that sounds miserable. Glad lining's looking good, though, and glad the HSG is over. (And you're a rock star for driving in Boston. I get lost every time I go there.) Come on, Monday!!! I'll be stalking your blog til you let us know what happens in the meeting. Thinking of you!

Illanare said...

Yuck - sorry for the rotten time you had with the procedure(s). And very good luck for Monday, will be thinking of you.

Grade A said...

I live here and still get lost...

Remember that YOUR interpretations count for something, too. Hope it goes well.

Michele said...

fingers crossed... tightly!

and I'm sorry about your visit with the wand- EEK!!!

Barefoot said...

So sorry about your painful experience -- I still wince whenever I think back on my HSG. It was by far the worst procedure I had during the whole IF journey.

Glad to hear that things looked good, though!

What IF? said...

Your hystosonogram experience sounds absolutely dreadful. As if encounters with the speculum and wand aren't bad enough.

I hope the test results and Dr. O's interpretation tomorrow is exactly what you are hoping for and that the meeting provides clear direction.

By the way, I hate getting lost, so my GPS has been an anxiety-reducing "safety blanket." My dh bought a Tom Tom on special and I freaked out at the time because we were saving for IVF. Now I can't imagine driving anywhere new without it.