It's a cyst.
A functional cyst.
I am so glad at least one of us is "functioning" with the news (Showoff!)
We were sidelined....out of the game. It's been a rough break. It sucks!
The doctor prescribed the trigger shot Ovidril to shrink the cyst. I was to take it on Friday. Nurse Christmas said the Queen of Broken Hearts will re-appear in two weeks (twice in one month....lucky lucky me). On my CD 3- I will go in to see if this monster that is growing on my left ovary is gone. I think he should go back to where the wild things are!
So I got my shot on Friday and my husband had to give it to me. This was our first AT HOME injection people. I take a trigger shot with EVERY IUI cycle but the nurse always gives it to me...it never hurts so I figured it can't be so bad....right?........W R O N G!
My husband (god bless his heart) was so nervous. He kept calling my mother in law (a nurse) to
make sure he was going to do it right. I showed him the area the nurse always does it. I know that area all too well because the nurse who gives the shot like to point out my "spider" veins on my leg before she does it. What a gem she is huh?!?! So we were all ready to go and suddenly it happened....It happens EVERY time I am nervous....I can't help it ...It's a natural body reaction....
I started to laugh (you didn't think I passed gas did you?!?!). I couldn't stop. I was laughing so hard I was shaking....shaking enough for him to not be able to put the needle in my leg. So there I am laughing...he's getting anxious and yelling....it really was quite a sight!
I calmed down and he went for it.
OH MY GOD ...it hurt. I jumped...He PULLED the needle out. Injection Attempt #1 FAIL!
I sat down this time...laughing fits return (along with the crying I was doing from the last attempt). I hid my face in a towel and he stabbed me.
It hurt and I cried!
My poor husband felt sooooo bad afterwards, he kept hugging me and kissing me on the head. After I got over being mad at him for hurting me, I realized how nervous he was and I could see in his eyes how bad he felt. But we did it ....we both survived!
I'm not gonna lie....I'm scarred. Traumatized people. NEEDLES ARE A LEGITIMATE FEAR! (Doesn't it seem kinda cruel that someone so afraid of needles has to have endless blood work taken and have bad veins...and now will be doing injections next month...)
So that's it. There is nothing left for us to do this month but drink lots of sangria and pray it worked.
It's a cyst.