Ain't that special

Well, as it tends to go for us in this process, more waiting.  I was supposed to begin stimulation tomorrow, but at my baseline today, they saw a small cyst on my left ovary (funny, since this is the first one we've seen over the course of everything else we've done... I suspect my ovaries were a little whacked out after the last round of IVF).  In and of itself, that's not necessarily a problem, but after getting my blood work back, it is producing hormones (my estrogen was higher than it should be).  So, back on the pill for a week and continued higher dosage of Lupron to try to nip it in the bud.  I'll go back next Thursday to see what's going on, and hopefully it's decided to vacate the premises.  If not, we might go in and force eviction (and by we, I mean my highly trained medical team... I did want to be a doctor most of my life, but now I only play one on TV the interwebs).  The reason we can't start stimulating now is because I could hyperstimulate, and that would be quite unpleasant.

So, whatevs.  That's that.  I'm sort of over it.  I just have zero expectations this time around.  I am neither optimistic nor pessimistic.  I kind of almost don't care.  I do, obviously, but I guess the defense mechanism of ambivalence is currently active.  I clearly have no control, so I'm just along for the ride.  Whatever is going to happen is going to happen.  And, if nothing happens, well then we're already planning for a second opinion from the fine folks out in Colorado.  I think our clinic is great, and I totally trust the doctors and embryologists, but CCRM is just the best there is.  And given our issues with fertilization, if anyone can give us answers or better odds, it's them.

In other news, we might go to a movie... at a movie theater... tonight.  This is epic for a few reasons: 1) it's a school night, 2) I am pretty certain the last movie either of us saw in a theater was Tron in 3D Christmas 2010, and 3) we rarely do ANYTHING during the week.  A usual weeknight for us consists of cooking dinner, walking the dogs, maybe a little cleaning, and watching TV or reading.  Might as well live on the edge while we're DINKs.