Oh Internetz. Woe is me! (Added for some dramatic flair because you know that I like the dramz.)
I was up bright and early for my first wanding in months and even with the early rising I was full of piss and vinegar to take on the day! Day 3 date with the ultrasound wand? I can take it! And I did. Next up, blood work at the fertility clinic with Nurse Awesome. Then, a refresher course on injections and an overview of the protocol for this month.
Yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaah! Let's DO this! (In my head, that totally sounded like Joe from "Family Guy.")
But in a classic tale of "don't count your chickens before they hatch," the wind in my sails were gently deflated by Nurse Awesome.
Nurse Awesome: "Oh no, you have a cyst. And a pretty big one. Crap."
Me: "Whatchu talkin' 'bout Nurse Awesome!?"
Nurse Awesome: "It's big, but the good thing is that it's clear. Let's see what your blood work tells us about your hormones and then we'll have to make decisions from there."
Me: "Okay." SAD FACE.
So now I wait. If my hormone levels come through for me, we may still be on. But if not, I will be benched until next month.
Not much more to say. In fact, this about sums it all up.