What a day! My apt for the PCOS scan was 1.50pm. When I got to the hospital I went through to the women's unit and tried to check in, but the reception shutters were down with a note up saying "Lunch 1pm - 2pm"... ten mins after my apt...
A couple expecting a baby arrived at the same sort of time, with an appointment for 1.55pm, and between us we tracked down a member of staff who assured us that we could wait in the waiting room and we would be called, regardless of reception being shut.
Fair enough. And at 1.50pm a nurse (I assume) came though to find out who we were and book us in. Only my name wasn't on his list. Turns out I should be at X-Ray, not the women's unit! DOH! I didn't even know they did this kind of scan in x-ray. Women's unit made sense, being a woman's problem, and I had been there for scans carrying Jack.
Anyway, that gave me about 2 seconds to get across the hospital to the right department, and i was only a couple of mins late, although my full bladder ("Drink 1 1/2 pints of water before attending to ensure a full bladder") was starting to strain. After a bit of a wait I was taken for me scan.
The lady found one ovary, but not the other. Worrying.... And I was sent off to the loo, with instructions to squeeze out every last drop (so holding my self for AGES was pointless, GRR!) so that I could have an INTERNAL scan!
This is NOT the most pleasent thing in the world. Even if she did use a ribbed condom to cover the probe. On yourback, legs in the air, with a prob shoved up you, being twisted and proded this way and that, for what feels like an eternity!
Finally all over I'm told she has some good shots (I consider asking for a photo for the blog... but opt not to in the end. Too weird) but that I wont get my results for TWO WEEKS! And I have to make my own apt with the doc to get them!