So I end up pretty my doubled over in pain for an hour. I completely freaked my mom out and she was insisting we go to the ER. I just couldn't go, all I could think is she's going to be there and is going to ask about what medications I'm on and I'm going to have to say Clomid. What a terrible way for my mom to find out we're undergoing fertility treatments, not to mention I'm absolutely sure she would blame whatever is going on with me on the Clomid because she is really anti-medicine.
So I just tell my mom to let me lie there for a bit. This was serious pain, I have a very high pain tolerance and I've never felt anything like it in my life.
After an hour passed the pain went away. I'm fairly certain I had a ruptured ovarian cyst and called my doctor's office about it and the nurse said there really was nothing they could do except give me an ultrasound to confirm it and pain meds. Well I don't need to have the expense from an ultrasound on my crappy insurance, I'm sure I'd end up paying for the whole thing and the pain is pretty much gone, not to mention I don't particularly want to drive into downtown Portland right now.
I don't think this rules me out this cycle necessarily. I'm 6 dpo and I've heard that ruptured cysts wouldn't necessarily negatively affect implantation, which would be occurring in the next couple days, so fingers crossed that we're still on track for this cycle!
So another day of work wasted. I feel like I'm falling apart piece by piece because I'm never sick and to have two different things wrong with me in two days is so odd! I joked with my friend Carrie that I was probably going to get hit by lightening tomorrow... :: knock on wood :: Hopefully tomorrow I get through the day without any sort of crazy pain!
"I hope they never find out that lightning has a lot of vitamins in it, because do you hide from it or not?"
- Deep Thoughts by Jack Handy