Wednesday, March 25, 2009
The Return of OHSS
Well, after the long week with OHSS, it was starting to look and feel better by Monday. Then, on Tuesday, I woke up all inflated like the Goodyear blimp and today is worse. I called the nurses to let them know, as instructed, and they talked to me for a while about the symptoms, before deciding I needed to be seen.
I rolled myself into the office (I am quite roly-poly) and had a visit from Wanda and some blood work. They also measured my abdominal GIRTH. It is girth all right.
Here are the take-aways:
1. It is worse. My ovaries are touching in the middle, which sounds cute, but hurts like a mother. They don't want me to lift anything (like my child) as they are concerned about ovarian torsion. That can cause the loss of an ovary.
2. There is a good amount of free fluid in my "third space" or peritoneal cavity which is not a good thing.
3. They keep telling me that I am likely pregnant (YAYY!) since the symptoms are worse and exacerbated by pregnancy... but no, they won't do a blood test yet. Stop asking.
4. If it gets worse, they will drain my abdomen. That is about as much fun as it sounds.
5. I am awaiting blood work to check for liver/kidney function.
6. I am now "moderate" and will probably require more monitoring (read: Wanda visits, and extra driving).
So all in all, I am pretty frustrated that it is getting worse and we can't do anything besides manage my symptoms. Pain? Percocet or Tylenol. Nausea? Anti-nausea meds. You look like a hoss? Deal. I am secretly happy that this could indicate pregnancy and am oh so hopeful that I will have good news soon. Oh, the things we do to have babies.