When I saw my fertility specialist last week, he had me come back in on Sunday to have an ultrasound from the nurse on duty. The plan was to have my follicles measured so they would know approximately when I'd ovulate. Then, when I do ovulate, they can run some tests to make sure my lady parts are conducive to having kids. In fact, they'd also make sure my husband's manly parts were up to snuff for baby-making.
So I went in on Sunday and the nurse talked me through what she was looking at. She measured my follicles but said they were too small. She scheduled me to come back on Wednesday. I paid my $110 and left. I went back on Wednesday for the ultrasound performed by a different nurse. She didn't measure anything with the ultrasound machine but basically said there wasn't any change from Sunday. This is not good news. She had me scheduled for one last ultrasound (at least for now, anyway) on Saturday. She said that if there is no change by then, they will send me back to see the doctor for steps as to what to do next. And what the doctor will do, I don't know. I paid yet another $110 and left. But this time, I was very down. I have been feeling at least a little heartbroken since then, knowing that my body isn't ovulating the way it is supposed to be, even with me being on this medication now since January. Is adding Clomid the next step? Will I quit taking Metformin and start something else instead? Am I starting all over again?
I seriously don't know how much more of this I can emotionally (and financially) take. It's like I see a little progress and get my hopes up just to have them dashed to pieces again. I'm just about to the point where I want to throw in the towel and start the adoption process. Of course that's a huge chunk of change that we don't have right there, so I'm praying that I will find a job as well as answers to this infertility journey.