Wednesday, we went back to the doctor to follow-up. I had taken the Clomid, and given it two weeks to work its magic. The hope was that in that time, I would have produced follicles and ovulated. I had absolutely no desire to visit our doctor this week, because I knew in my heart that it hadn’t worked, and I really didn’t want to face the disappointment. I took home ovulation tests to check for an LH surge signifying the start of ovulation. Nothing happened. And, although my temperature had dropped, another early sign of ovulation, I really knew my body didn’t respond to the treatments. My always encouraging husband grabbed my hand and reassured me that if we didn’t go to the doctor, we wouldn’t know for sure, and we couldn’t really start over. He was right, so I reluctantly gathered my things, and we drove the 45 minutes to the doctor.
I had a lot of side effects on Clomid, including pain in my lower abdomen where I assume my ovaries are located. The pain was worse on the left side than the right, and in both cases was more like a dull, achy pulsing than a sharp pain. I didn’t want to tell Dr. Smith about the pain, because I figured he wouldn’t want to let me try again on Clomid. But, I also knew it was important for my care. The doctor told me that in some cases this sort of pain is normal, and a good sign that something is stirring in the ovaries. He suggested we do a physical exam before my blood work.
The exam showed that my body was producing cervical mucus, which is a good sign that ovulation is possible. And, that once ovulation occurs, pregnancy is possible. After, he suggested we do an ultrasound to check out my ovaries. I got dressed, changed rooms, and another doctor (Dr. Rodriguez) met us there to conduct the ultrasound. The first picture was of my uterus. The first ultrasound Dr. Rodriguez did on my uterus, last summer, showed absolutely no lining build-up, which was kind of a blessing, because I hadn’t had my period in about three months at that point. But, this ultrasound showed a lining ready to be a womb. Both doctors, my husband, and I celebrated the small victory. Then Dr. Rodriguez moved to my right ovary, which contained one follicle. The follicle wasn’t quite big enough to produce an ovulation resulting in pregnancy. So, he moved to the left ovary. As soon as we could see it on the screen, both doctors yelled out, “There you go!” And, there on the screen, was a follicle perfect in size and shape waiting to be coerced down my fallopian tubes! I looked at my husband and we just smiled! It was amazing. The Clomid had produced one, possibly two, follicles!
Dr. Rodriguez looked at us and said, “No triplets this round,” as he exited the room. My husband and I just laughed, because my mother is so convinced we will have triplets; a fact we have never discussed with either doctor. Then, my husband gave me the “I told you so look” as we sat back down with Dr. Smith to talk about what’s next. Since my body was able to produce a follicle, but not actually ovulate it, I had to get a shot of hCG. hCG is a hormone found during pregnancy. It is actually what home pregnancy tests are looking for. But, it has been proven to force ovulation in women. But, I HATE NEEDLES!!! I am such a baby about it, and the thought of having my husband push medicine into my arm terrified me a bit. I keep reminding myself the endgame is worth it. The hCG has the potential to push the egg (or both eggs) out within 36 hours. If it worked we’ll know in several weeks, because I will either be pregnant or have my period. If it didn’t work, we’ll probably repeat the same steps again next month. With the Clomid and hCG, we still only have a 30% chance of becoming pregnant.
The truth is, even if this month we do not get pregnant, I am still praising God that my body produced even one healthy follicle. I was so convinced it wouldn’t work on that dose. But, it did! I am asking for continuous prayers, because it’s still a long journey. I thank all of you who read this blog and pray for my family, because God is moving mountains right now in my body.