THOSE are my ovaries?

I saw my ovaries today on an ultrasound.

For a woman like me, trying reallllly hard to concieve, visiting the ultrasound wing of a hospital can be a crappy thing to do. Picture giddyily plump mothers-to-be holding hands with attentive husbands in a waiting room filled with Parents and Fit Pregnancy magazines. Then there's me, feeling like a square peg in a big 'ole round hole. (Thank God for the crumpled up old issue of People at the bottom of the magazine pile). But, it had to be done. My acupuncturist and gyno thought it a good idea to check in on some old fibroids to see how they were doing. Bummer for me, the only way to do that is thru ultrasound.

I won't go into the details.... (cold, gooey gel; big fat penis-shaped "wand")... but the good news was my 2 fibroids are now just one, and a very small one at that (only 1 mm... very insignificant). Pheeww! Of course, the technician scared the shit out of me when she moved the wand over to the left side of my abdomen, and began measuring this huge, round orb on the screen. "What's that?" I nervously asked. "It's a cyst," she said. Whaaaat?!? Forget the fibroids, now I have to worry about cysts?! Oh, Christ. "When do you usually ovulate?" She asked. I told her I'm an "early ovulator" and that I had tested positive for ovulation on my pee-pee stick yesterday (cd 8). "Oh, it's just an ovulation cyst. That's your egg getting ready to come out." After my stomach untwisted itself and my heartrate returned to normal, I thought ... WOAH. That big, perfect round orb could maybe, possibly, God-willing, be the start of my child.

How freakin' cool is ultrasound?