Great news! I had my baseline appointment today. Everything looks great to move forward in building my lining up! I'm aiming for a tempurpedic mattress kind of lining for these snowflakes. Today my lining measured at 4mm, and my E2 was <6. That means we are cleared and ready for take-off! Tomorrow I start estradiol and cut my Lupron dose in half to a welcomed 10u. FINALLY. I need a relief from these headaches and decrease in Lupron and addition of estradiol will certainly help.
To be honest, I was a little nervous going into this appointment since my period still hadn't shown up yet. So far I've just had obnoxious spotting and lots of cramps. Although I did have some unusual and more severe spotting about a week or so ago. Now I wonder if that was enough to shed my lining after all. Whatever happened, I guess I'm good to go.
Aside from the outcome being great, the appointment itself had some issues.
These issues started as I was driving into the appointment itself. I got an email from my nurse saying "Did you make an appointment for the ultrasound today?!? The Austin nurses say they don't have you on the books."
WHAT?! YES! At 9:30am!! And I was only 5 minutes away from the clinic at that point! I made sure to make this appointment the day I got my calendar. And believe it or not, this actually happened once before when they scheduled me at the San Antonio location instead of Austin for my last cycle. But in this instance, there was no record of my appointment at all. I don't get how that can even happen. Grr.
Despite that, when I got there, the nurse greeted me and was incredibly sweet. She was enthusiastic and even told me I looked awesome and had noticed I had lost weight (27 pounds now!)
When we were preparing for the ultrasound, she said "How exciting! Today's your baseline! If all looks good, tomorrow you can start the gonadotropins." Oops. I reminded her this was a frozen cycle. She apologized for he mistake and said it was written into my chart. No biggie.
She checked my lining and then she moved on to check my ovaries for cysts. She checked the left ovary, and she said "Wow, you weren't kidding about your ovaries not working!" Sad reminder that my ovaries are just for decoration. I guess she could only count two follicles. Thankfully, no cysts on my left ovary. And she couldn't find the right ovary.
Well, at least this has a happy ending and I'm on my merry way. Onwards and upwards!