I have been working with a fertility specialist for a few weeks now. Each and every doctor I’ve met through Cedars Sinai has been kind, sympathetic, and absolutely, downright wonderful, but Dr. Wang adds a BIG dash of upbeat energy and optimism.
I went through a cycle of a medicine called Letrozole. Apparently, this is an ovulation medicine that is similar to Clomid but with better results for people with PCOS (polycystic ovary syndrome). Oh yeah - did I mention that I have PCOS? The ONE ovary I have struggles to release eggs on a regular basis… (#fertilityfun)
After numerous ultrasounds, one of my follicles has finally responded to the Letrozole and grew big enough to be triggered! There is an injection that I will need to give myself tonight to trigger the breaking of the follicle. The hope is that when the follicle breaks, it will have an egg inside that will be released and hopefully get inseminated.
There have been so many times in the past 3+ years when Jin and I prayed… waiting with bated breath. Hoping that each time would be THE time. Waiting for the test strips to turn color and praying for the positive sign. Over time, we learned to accept each let down… or maybe we just became more jaded.
Maybe it was just me.
This time, however, I’m daring to hope. There’s a small part of me that dares to imagine THIS as the means through which we finally get a baby. This will be our breakthrough; this will be our time to break free.
Break free, broken heart!
Break free, little egg!