So, it took me a bit to recover from all the craziness of the last 48 hours, but I'm relaxed now - visiting with the family back East - and ready to report...

First, the ultrasound.  It was entirely uneventful except to say that I was violated by one of the nastiest technicians I've ever encountered.  It was 5pm, probably I was her last patient of the day, but really a little softer touch around my lady parts would have been appreciated.  I think she left some bruising, and the findings were totally not worth it: one possible cyst on my right ovary (the pain was on the left - go figure) and when I asked about follicle size and whether it looked like ovulation might be nigh, she responded with, "you've got a couple of larger follicles in there."  Okay...anything else?  Nope, sorry, no information leaking from this techies' lips.  I will have to wait for the totally useless, non-informational report from the radiologist, which might reach me in 5-7 business days.  Well, that was a waste of time and money.

Now, the RE visit.  I hardly slept the night before.  I don't know why I was so nervous, or what I thought would happen when I got there, but I think I imagined it going something like this:
RE:  Thank you for providing me with all your medical reports...so organized.
Me:  Thanks, I try.
RE:  So, here is exactly what is wrong with you, and here's how we are going to get you pregnant.
Me:  Wow, let's get started!  How much will it cost?
RE:  Well, you are self-pay, so we'd like to offer you this huge discount.

What actually happened:
We arrived a bit early; my heart somewhere in my mouth and my fluttery stomach creeping up into my chest.  Finally, they called us in to meet the RE - a wizened, gray haired woman with the general appearance of a kindly hobbit grandmother.  She spent about 5 minutes asking us many of the same questions we had already answered in our 5 page long registration questionnaire, but we of course obliged her, answering them all while she slowly tapped our answers into her computer.  She then proceeded to tell us a little story about eggs and sperm, and how they meet and make a baby. 

Next:
RE: I'm going to assume that your eggs are probably healthy since your tests look good and you are only 29, and instead we are going to focus on problems of implantation.
ME: Okay (brain is thinking - but what about the PCOS and late ovulation?).
RE: Here are a list of tests I want to do, you can arrange them with the nurse and schedule an appointment with me in two weeks.

The End - DH and me, dismissed to a little room to wait for the nurse. Mind you, that short visit was $445.

Now the fun begins, the cost.  The nurse explains the tests and the cost and why they use this out-of-network facility over the in-network labs, etc.  She then leaves us to "discuss".  $3200 later, we left the office, with no answers, and no money. :(

Estimated cost for visit 2 - $1200 test + $250 followup with RE cost.  DH is thinking we may have to bail on treatment till after the move and new job - you know when he is traveling 80% of the time, and chances of getting pregnant plummet.  Then again, considering this has just been the cost for testing, how are we going to afford treatment right now?

The plan for tonight - get drunk with mom and save the thinking for tomorrow.