So I am back from the doctor’s. Miss me?
I forget, but part of me is pretty sure it was T-shaped Girl who coined the phrase "Don Wand" for the trans vaginal ultrasound. Oh yeah, good old Don. When going through infertility, Don and I were buddies. Good buddies. We met on a frequent basis checking for follicles and uterine linings.
Today, Don was looking for, well, something. Other than the fact that Lefty is 1 cm larger than Righty, and I have some free floating fluid hanging around Lefty, everything looks good. Don was thorough and took time. He can even do Doppler now to check for blood flow. The tech was careful to check all around Lefty for tumors by looking for abnormal blood flow. And she told me what she was doing. I love this place.
Nothing was out of place, not the unspoken "C" that I was starting to worry about. That is good, but we are no closer to understanding the pain. My gyn wants me to chart the pain and keep track of it. She wants me to call anytime I feel that I need to. She will get me in ASAP like she did today. She was concerned, but she is now confused.
Hey, what is life, if not a mystery.
Thanks for the good thoughts!