After an incredible night and 2 days away on Agistri (an insanely gorgeous island 45 minutes by fast ferry aptly named the ‘Flying Dolphin’), doing nothing but tanning myself, reading, eating, walking and swimming (all my favourite things), I was incredible well rested (8 hours sleep! 8 hours sleep! Straight through….can you believe it!?!?! First time since the summer!!! That Melatonin is gold!) and mission accomplished…relaxed and distracted.
Then Thursday was here.
The good news – the cyst has done a Houdini act and disappeared. Vanished. Vamoosed. Gone. Apparently the medical term or phrase is ‘it has been absorbed’. However this did not mean that I could now have stimulants, as the follicles in the left ovary (where the cyst had been residing were way too small…no doubt quashed by what I came to call the ‘cyst of doom’).
The concerning thing…or maybe upsetting thing…I can’t quite decide (as I try to uphold my serene composure), was the amount of arguments that went on in Greek between the cute doctor (a different one but none the less….super cute….British…what is it with this clinic and cute male doctors?!?!). Luckily I was used to this one from the summer and he was not my be all and end all perfect specimen…however to use my Nana’s words….I wouldn’t mind having his slippers at the end of my bed…sorry, as I write this I have consumed a few Greek wines!). Anyway….back to the arguing in Greek…..
They could not decide how to proceed with me as the cyst has caused some delays. Penny was not present in the clinic that day and the cute doctor was arguing with the experienced mid wife, Sonia, someone I was used to dealing with and who I respected a lot (and probably trusted more, as I had dealt with her a lot more…let’s be real here….more like, she had dealt with me and my needle melt downs)
‘Cute doctor’ had stated that they thought that they could remove the ‘lone ranger’ egg on Saturday and give me stimulants to help the follicle/ egg along but after more heated discussion in Greek, they decided that probably Monday was best in order to let the follicle/egg grow more and the lining thicken without stimulants. I think all the heated discussion was about the fact that they wanted to do what was best for me, as they know it is only a small chance with this egg and don’t want to take any chances.
I had my first needles since being here – a double whammy – damn it, and I thought that I would escape. I had to have a blood test for my estrogen levels and a shot of Cetrotide in my belly to help delay ovulation. There was no tears! Yay me! However, the Cetrotide made my belly super itchy and red…I googled it…apparently that is normal.
I am back again tomorrow at 10.30am (practically a sleep in) – I am back to daily scans and injections…I have not missed them at all.
I still can’t get over how different this round is from last time. I am trying to take it day by day and find the hilarity in every day – go the cute (but embarrassing doctors).
The accommodation I moved to, that is closer to the clinic, is awesome – super retro and funky and close to lots of cafes, hidden restaurants and the metro. Close enough to be convenient but far enough away to give me space which is great.
Now, off to dream of Agisitri and hope my scan tomorrow goes well.