After my last post, I headed out of the state for the holidays. While I was with my family, I took another pregnancy test on the day originally suggested by the nurse (9dp3dt – 10 days post day-3 transfer), but one that shows the double lines. One line was fainter than the other, but there was no mistaking that I was still most definitely pregnant. I took another two days later (because I’m that ridiculous) and the lines just kept getting darker.
The night before I was scheduled to go in for my blood draw, I got a horrible case of food poisoning (or a stomach bug of some kind). I originally set it up to go first thing in the morning in hopes of getting my results faster. Unfortunately, I was barely recovering from my night of misery and finally made it into the office around 11:30AM. After they drew my blood, I asked how soon I would get the results. They said, “24-72 hours, unless it’s ordered STAT.” I was pretty peeved at this. I called my doctor’s office to let them know I had done the blood work (as requested by the nurse so she could follow up with them) and left a message telling them about the delayed results. However, I knew that the lab was closing at 2PM, it was Christmas Eve, and it would be unlikely I would get the results before the 26th anyway. So I just bucked up and told myself to be patient. It was actually pretty easy to be patient since there was a lot going on and I already knew I was pregnant.
Come Friday morning however, I called my doctor’s office first thing. I talked with a nurse who said she’d look into it and call me back. Within five minutes, she called and said that they had my results. They look for anything over 100 and mine came back with a strong 511! I asked her what that meant in terms of the possibility of multiples. She said, “Some people say the higher the number, the more likely there are multiples. Others say the number doesn’t matter. Either way, you are definitely pregnant!” With my first pregnancy it was 168, the second was 365 and this one is 511. So who knows. But all I’m wishing for at this point is a healthy baby.
I talked to her about the ultrasound appointment. She said to schedule it for a week out. I was pretty excited that I would only have to wait one more week for my US. Sadly, however, when I called the following Monday to schedule the appt, they said that there was only one doctor in this week (not my doctor) who was doing all the procedures and they were moving all ultrasounds to the following week. So now I am scheduled to go in at 10AM on Monday morning. Three more days is not the end of the world, but I will say this: This whole process really does put into question how patient of a person you are. And I’m pretty sure I don’t qualify as patient. 😉
She said that at the ultrasound appointment they will check the embryonic sac and yolk sac. She said they might be able to see a heartbeat, but that it also might be too early. If it they don’t see a heartbeat, they will schedule me to come back in within a week or two. At this point, I will be 6w1d when I go in next Monday.
I never started feeling many pregnancy symptoms with my other two kids until I was somewhere between 6-8 weeks along. This one though has already given me some serious bouts of nausea. It comes and goes in waves, and I’m just hoping to get as much done before it hits me like a truck. But it sure is a nice reminder of the miracle inside. 🙂