You see it all the time on sitcoms and in movies.
Husband gets randy and talks wife into doing the deed.
Wife complies, even though she’s exhausted.
Husband starts doing his thing while wife just lies there.
Suddenly – wife falls asleep.
Depending on the show, husband either keeps going, or pulls out pissed about the whole thing.
Whenever I’ve seen this scenario go down though, I’ve always been left wondering:
How does that happen?!?
Today, I might have figured it out.
Kind of.
It was my final checkup for this round. The last one I needed to ensure that everything would remain set for November 11th.
And since I seem to have a track record for things not going according to plan, I was admittedly a little nervous.
Meaning, I probably didn’t sleep as well as I should have last night.
And then I had to wake up at 5am in order to squeeze my appointment in before work (somehow I still wound up running an hour late though.)
Driving to the hospital for my blood draw (because the hospital is the only place here that can get same day blood work to SRM) it was still dark out. It was also the first day we’ve had a noticeable sheen of ice on the road.
If it hadn’t been for that ice and my cautiousness regarding it, I probably would have fallen asleep at the wheel.
We all know I'm a zombie in the mornings.
After getting my blood work done, I then had to drive to the sonogram place.
It was still dark out.
And as I crawled on that table for my vagisound, I was already getting sleepy. The lights were out, the room was warm, and I was naked.
Which is how I sleep anyway, so it’s not as if I’m uncomfortable in that state.
What I should have been uncomfortable with was the probe being inserted into my hoo-hah and poked around.
I swear to you though, the ultrasound tech spent forever taking pictures of my uterus initially (the whole reason we were there to begin with – to check my lining and make sure it was baby ready). It’s possible that as this was all going down, my eyes shut on their own and I started to drift…
Until I was jerked awake by the sharp jab of pain as she moved over to my left ovary that is.
But until that point (until the tech banged right up against my endometriomas) I am 99% positive I fell asleep.
Right there. On that table.
With a vagisound stuck all the way up in my business.
Granted, there is no comparing a vagisound and sex… obviously. And it’s not like there was any kind of rapid movement going on down there. I still really don’t see how it’s possible for anyone to fall asleep while in the throes of passion.
But then again, I never would have thought it was possible for me to fall asleep during a vagisound either.
I think this may mean I’m getting a little too comfortable with having doctors poke around in my lady parts.
Regardless, everything looked good. I did have one new decent sized endometrioma on the left side (yes, a new one has grown in just the last 2 weeks – that brings our grand total to 3 over there now, all bigger than my actual ovary), but at this point the doctors aren’t worrying too much about those so I’m trying not to either.
It does however explain my increased pain on that side.
Other than that though, my lining was perfect and my estrogen levels were right where they needed to be.
I am done with check-ups that could make or break this cycle.
And I am now officially in the books for a November 11th transfer date.
Which means that two weeks from today;
I’m totally going to be knocked up.
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