Today was my sonohysterogram. Unlike the HSG, this was done in the RE’s office in a normal ultrasound room.

There was the requisite 40 minute wait to get called back (seriously, seriously irritating aspect of this clinic – they are NEVER on time). And then we got shown to the ultrasound room. The Resident was there – yes, the one who went over my history in September. And you know what? She did the same damn thing again. I mentioned that, yes, I have had a vaginal delivery since my HSG, and she asked when. I said March. She said, “Oh congratulations!” … Yeah. Okay. Thanks, but the baby’s dead. Immediate apologies and back-pedaling. She remembered then that we had gone over this last time. I really would have thought that putting your foot in your mouth once would teach you a lesson. Apparently not. I wonder if she’ll attempt a round three – she’ll probably recognize my face next time.

In any case, I explained to her about the problem that I had last time with the HSG, with the catheter slipping out, the balloon being over-inflated, and me being in pain. She said she’d try to be careful.

Speculums still suck, no matter how stretched out I’ve gotten during delivery. Yeah, there were some little cramps as the catheter went in. The speculum came out, ultrasound probe went in, and apparently they injected the small amount of saline into my uterus. Then she – with the RE’s guidance – set to scanning my uterus to make sure it was shaped correctly and that there were no polyps or other formations. It was obviously all clear. :)

No pain! She even had to deflate the balloon a bit, because it was obscuring some of my uterus. I didn’t feel it at all. I really don’t know what they did during my HSG that second attempt, but I will never forget it.

They also took a look at my ovaries. My right one was hiding a bit (hard to get a good picture of), but each of them had roughly 15 antral follicles. Same as usual with me. I say it’s a damn good thing my body makes so many eggs, considering how few of them mature. I think that’s the one factor (and probably the egg quality) that keeps me from needing donor eggs yet.

Afterwards I did have some cramping. It was really weird, becuse it didn’t start until after we were done and on our way out to the car that I started getting little jabs spiking up from my cervix. I would be walking along, then yelp. Den was looking at me kind of funny. The cramping only lasted 15 minutes or so, then I was fine.

All in all a much less painful experience! Even with a Resident at the helm.