And of course, with a dosage increase the side effects were worse. Or should I say side effect...singular. The only thing I experienced was a couple of horrible crying spells. Matt was horrified. And he should have been. Looking back now, it was kinda ridiculous.
So, last Friday (Aug 12) we got up at 4am (there is a 1 hour time difference and it takes approximately an hour and a half to get there) to be in Indianapolis by 8am for my follicle scan. I was prepared. I was Prepared to shell out $220 (my insurance is now covering nothing since the "infertility" diagnosis. I was prepared for the ultrasound to be uncomfortable. I was prepared to give myself the Ovidrel injection. What I wasn't prepared for was...NO MATURE FOLLICLES! What? I'm confused. I doubled the medicine this time. None? Really?
The nurse very kindly discussed the results with us. I'm not sure that I heard anything she said. "No mature follicles" just kept running through my mind. It was all I could do not to burst out in tears. I assumed she would have told use to wait a day or so to let them grow a little more and then take the shot. But, no...she suggested to hold off. The Ovidrel is expensive and in her opinion it would be best to save it for my next cycle. She advised us that there was a possibility that I could ovulate on my own and still get pregnant. She explain that we should have intercourse every other day (OMG...every other day?!?!) for the next two weeks. I cried. I quietly paid my $220 and proceeded to cry all the way home.
In the end, I think that decision was best. We do not have a money tree and at $100 a shot, the Ovidrel injection is not something that we need to waste. Plus, Matt was going to be out of town for a couple days and we would have missed out 2 day window for August anyway.
So what do we do now? I'm not sure. The nurse said it was all up to us. Another round of Clomid (150mg this time)? IUI? We haven't decided yet.
The good news is that I did ovulate (the 17th and 18th) so maybe there is still a chance for us this month. Fingers crossed!
