Friday, February 04, 2011

Nuchal...

First off... I really for some reason have an odd dislike for the times new something or other font. You know that default font. Arial it is for me. Just something quirky about me okay.

Oh hell, I forget how far along I was, but about 2 weeks ago we had our nuchal translucency done. The measurements were 1.7-1.9 every time NN13 flipped and turned. Apparently we picked active time to do this. They were able to see all the things they wanted to see and I have as with Squeaker a posterior placenta... not that I cared, but just an odd side note. The blood work for the first part was done and by Friday we had the results which was a 1:10,000 risk for trisomies. I'm pretty sure I did a happy dance in spite of the fact that I had been woken up in the middle of sleep and had to work that night.

This past week has been not so fun though. Couple reasons... I am/was/am sick. I have a sinus thing that first made it impossible to not go about five minutes without blowing my nose or attempt to suffocate myself because NO AIR movement and have been battling that out. Tuesday the snow whatever showed up and I was working which meant... I spent all day Wednesday at work and then all night Wednesday night at work. They gave us a place to sleep, but let me just say the accommodations were about as good as they could be, but I got stuck by a coworker who didn't disclose that they snored... and they snored... and they snored... and I wanted to kick them or shove a pillow over their head. Needless to say I was a bloodshot mess Wednesday night and quite bitchy. The coworker and I ended up getting into it over something else. This is the same one who made me come out of the closet when I was 5 weeks because I needed them to do an MRI. I apparently still have some pent up animosity. The next time I work with her I'm going to have a talk with her. I need to get over this and since things are progressing with this pregnancy I need to let it go.

I have never been so happy to come home, climb into my own bed after giving D and Squeaker a kiss and telling my mom how much I loved and appreciated what she does for Squeaker and for us. I didn't have to worry about him while I was stuck at the hospital, because I knew he was in safe hands and that my mom could handle it. I probably could have slept for 18 hours straight, however I had a meeting yesterday afternoon.

Oh and Squeaker and D decided to try and outdo me. Both of them have this sinus crap as well. Nice and my mom has it as well. I'm tempted to call my OB. I just haven't made that phone call. I have chronic sinusitis but this... this just sucks.

We're at 14 weeks and some change now... all is well here. Another appt on Monday. Will try to keep posting.

6 comments:

Maribeth said...

Doing a happy dance too!!!!! ;o)

Yo-yo Mama said...

Why is it snoring makes some people homicidal?? I canNOT deal with that at all.

And you're a bigger person than I am because I don't think I would care to make nice with the co-worker.

Ollie said...

YAY! Those are awesome stats for a nuchal. I love the teensy weensy petite nuchal translucencies. They are so cute at that age.

DinosaurD said...

Hi Sami

Good news - well with regards to the tiny one.

DinoD

Cory said...

Hi there, I'm not sure this is the right forum to ask about this but I'm getting a bit desperate. My girlfriend and I have been dealing with infertility for about 2 years. We've done 6 IVF cycles, had a chemical pregnancy the first time and nothing since. She's turning 44 next month and knows that the chances are just getting smaller and smaller. We are both incredibly sad about all this and she is borderline distraught. She can't get past the fact that she kept delaying her decision to try and get pregnant and is full of so much sadness and regret. I keep telling her that she made those decisions for the right reasons at the time but that doesn't help her. Also, after each cycle, I have tried to talk with her about other options, especially egg donor, but she doesn't want to hear it. She says that wouldn't be "my baby". I tell her that I think if she carried it for 9 months and gave birth to it she would think of it as hers but she isn't convinced.

Do you, or your readers, have any advice for what I can do to help her feel better and/or be more open to considering alternatives?

Thanks

Amy said...

Knock Knock... is this thing on? I miss your posts!! Would love an update :-). Thinking of you!!