Anxious Waiting
*WARNING--not for the squeamish*
I don't even know where to begin. Today was rough. It started with my dream that I was having a miscarriage. When I woke up and went to the restroom, I discovered lots of blood and some tissue. After anxiously waiting for the fertility center to open, I called them and talked with a nurse. By then the bleeding had slowed down to more like spotting and stopped entirely by 9:00. The nurse calculated that it was too early to see anything by ultrasound, so they sent me for a blood test and said I would hear back this afternoon about the results and whether I needed to increase my meds.
I had the test at roughly 10:30. Then I waited.
While I waited, I worked from home so that I would get the call whether they called my cell or my house. I'm glad I did both--The working helped take my mind off of things but being at home helped me be more comfortable and cry when I needed to. Still, as the day crept along and I heard nothing, I got more anxious. I called and left a message with the nurse at 2:55. I called again at 4:25. knowing the office closed at 4:30, but got put back into the nurse's mailbox. Around 4:45 I finally got a call from a different, baffled nurse, indicating that she had my blood test results but wondering why I had gone. I did my best not to cry too much as I explained everything again (Really?! It wasn't in my chart?!). It was the first time I have ever felt that the care I got there was less than 100%. Let's hope it's the last. Anyway, after I explained everything, she gave me my result: 931.
The good news--this is a good number. It means my hCG levels have been doubling roughly every 2.7 days up until now. The bad news--it doesn't tell them anything about today. So, I have another beta test on Saturday to see if my numbers are still increasing properly after today's incident. I'm also supposed to increase my progesterone. So, now, all I can do is wait. Anxiously. On the plus side, I have never been happier to have a toddler to keep my mind off of the waiting.
I don't even know where to begin. Today was rough. It started with my dream that I was having a miscarriage. When I woke up and went to the restroom, I discovered lots of blood and some tissue. After anxiously waiting for the fertility center to open, I called them and talked with a nurse. By then the bleeding had slowed down to more like spotting and stopped entirely by 9:00. The nurse calculated that it was too early to see anything by ultrasound, so they sent me for a blood test and said I would hear back this afternoon about the results and whether I needed to increase my meds.
I had the test at roughly 10:30. Then I waited.
While I waited, I worked from home so that I would get the call whether they called my cell or my house. I'm glad I did both--The working helped take my mind off of things but being at home helped me be more comfortable and cry when I needed to. Still, as the day crept along and I heard nothing, I got more anxious. I called and left a message with the nurse at 2:55. I called again at 4:25. knowing the office closed at 4:30, but got put back into the nurse's mailbox. Around 4:45 I finally got a call from a different, baffled nurse, indicating that she had my blood test results but wondering why I had gone. I did my best not to cry too much as I explained everything again (Really?! It wasn't in my chart?!). It was the first time I have ever felt that the care I got there was less than 100%. Let's hope it's the last. Anyway, after I explained everything, she gave me my result: 931.
The good news--this is a good number. It means my hCG levels have been doubling roughly every 2.7 days up until now. The bad news--it doesn't tell them anything about today. So, I have another beta test on Saturday to see if my numbers are still increasing properly after today's incident. I'm also supposed to increase my progesterone. So, now, all I can do is wait. Anxiously. On the plus side, I have never been happier to have a toddler to keep my mind off of the waiting.