Lies, damn lies, and statistics

I told a big old whopper of a lie this morning. Several times, in fact. I said my period started yesterday. Except it didn't really. Well, it kinda mighta started yesterday. I had heavy spotting. I had a couple of small brown gushes. In my old life of rule-following, and with nurses from Old Clinic saying it has to be real flow to be a real start I would have said it started this morning. But in my new life where I am taking control, I lied through my teeth and said that yesterday was IT. Because I feel that I develop dominant follicles early so I feel that I need to get the cycle under medical control as early as possible. So why wait an extra day? And it is still possible that I am kinda sorta telling the truth, as it could possibly really have started yesterday. It was just a bit of a slow start.

Anyway, the upshot of this lying is that I went and had my cycle day 2 ultrasound and bloodwork done this morning. And I'm a pretty happy chappy. No cysts! AND all the antral follicles were nice and evenly sized. Not the usual crop of mixed sizes with things starting to grow already. So I felt vindicated about lying. AND I had 11 antral follicles, which I'm pretty pleased about. 5 were on the right ovary, and 6 on the left. I can certainly work with 11 follicles. I'll be very happy if they actually manage to retrieve over 8 or so eggs out of these follicles.

So, all in all, it's been a good morning so far. It looks like I am actually going to New York on Sunday. It looks like I'm actually going to do this cycle.