So we had the ultrasound and it showed appropriate growth and a heartbeat. So I can breathe a bit easier. Unfortunately I had to meet with a doc that I had never met before and who really didn't know me as my doc was on vacation - THE NERVE. He proceeds to say while recurrent miscarriage is common after seeing the heartbeat the risk goes down. I tried to nod at what he was saying, but I really wanted to say get out. He was patronizing and condescending and since he said maybe he'd see me at my delivery I wanted to say "I hope not." But refrained.
On checking out I found that when I needed to schedule my nuchal scan that I also needed to meet with a geneticist and a maternal fetal medicine specialist due to advanced maternal age. ACK. Apparently I'm old and my eggs have expired. This should prove interesting. I staved off my panic at least for the moment. So April 16 I get to hear a lecture from a nurse... really, I'll try to keep the eye rolling to a minimum. Then May 13 I meet with my doctor and May 18 I meet with the MFM and geneticist and have my scan. Fun times... in the meantime I'm shooting up progesterone and trying to stay mellow.
We haven't decided when to tell the in laws and my mom. Maybe in November? My mom is just such a volatile combination and my in laws are currently visiting. I'd rather keep the drama to a minimum.
Trying to get knocked up and stay knocked up for the second time... All while remembering what it is we're fighting for and raise our son...
Saturday, April 11, 2015
Wednesday, April 01, 2015
Unexpected news...
*Tap* *Tap* *Tap*
Anyone here?
I know... it's been a long time. I even forgot how to login to my account.
Anyways... long time no chat, or blog or whatever. The kids are great. I'm a hot mess, but the kids are great. Squeaker is 7.5 and Peanut is 3.5 and both kids are doing well. Nana is still around though she's getting goofier and when I say goofier I mean her short term memory is iffy at times. She's also hostile at times which makes what I'm going to tell you even more of a issue.
So life at the 3 dog house was going well... then end of February to the beginning of March D started having issues at work. When I say issues I mean that he has a hostile coworker who has managed to get herself named in 3 lawsuits including hostile work environment. She apparently targeted him as her direct supervisor and well it was game on. D was upset, I was trying to be supportive and well... lets just say all of my coworkers agreed the only way to make a man forget his problems is to well put it bluntly... put out. So... that's what occurred.
Flash forward 2 weeks and well... you get my drift. In spite of our attempts to prevent a pregnancy we never took more permanent measures. I have found myself not negative again. Cue the anxiety. And by anxiety - I mean a full blown panic attack. Fortunately I have friends... Who could talk me off that particular ledge.
The panicked phone call to the RE's office found me learning that my medical records were in storage and that they felt that my OB would be able to handle things in regards to PIO, betas, and early u/s. The phone call to the OB office meant that I had to retell my story to the nurse because of course my doctor was not on call that day, but the NP was and well let me just say getting progesterone and labs out of that person was a goat rodeo. It took 5 phone calls. I was in tears. For some reason it was an issue and rather than calling and talking to me about it I was having everything relayed to me through a phone nurse. Which led to me sending an email asking if there were going to be issues with my care, that if there were and they were uncomfortable that I could still seek the RE's office. I pointed out that my records indicate what was used in my previous successful pregnancies and that if it was an issue I'd like to know now.
So now here we are a little bit later... the betas were good. I have a rough estimate when I ovulated, however of course the OB's office goes by lmp and that's a fiasco. We had the early u/s yesterday which showed a gestational sac, yolk sac, but too early for a heartbeat. If they had listened to me the u/s would have been pushed a few days, if not a week. However now I have another u/s on the 9th. So we shall see. In the meantime if we're facebook friends - don't post anything on my wall. This is top secret. Well at least as top secret as you can be when you're taking phone calls at work and dodging your mother so she doesn't know why you're going to the doctor or to an "Appt". So we shall see...
Anyone here?
I know... it's been a long time. I even forgot how to login to my account.
Anyways... long time no chat, or blog or whatever. The kids are great. I'm a hot mess, but the kids are great. Squeaker is 7.5 and Peanut is 3.5 and both kids are doing well. Nana is still around though she's getting goofier and when I say goofier I mean her short term memory is iffy at times. She's also hostile at times which makes what I'm going to tell you even more of a issue.
So life at the 3 dog house was going well... then end of February to the beginning of March D started having issues at work. When I say issues I mean that he has a hostile coworker who has managed to get herself named in 3 lawsuits including hostile work environment. She apparently targeted him as her direct supervisor and well it was game on. D was upset, I was trying to be supportive and well... lets just say all of my coworkers agreed the only way to make a man forget his problems is to well put it bluntly... put out. So... that's what occurred.
Flash forward 2 weeks and well... you get my drift. In spite of our attempts to prevent a pregnancy we never took more permanent measures. I have found myself not negative again. Cue the anxiety. And by anxiety - I mean a full blown panic attack. Fortunately I have friends... Who could talk me off that particular ledge.
The panicked phone call to the RE's office found me learning that my medical records were in storage and that they felt that my OB would be able to handle things in regards to PIO, betas, and early u/s. The phone call to the OB office meant that I had to retell my story to the nurse because of course my doctor was not on call that day, but the NP was and well let me just say getting progesterone and labs out of that person was a goat rodeo. It took 5 phone calls. I was in tears. For some reason it was an issue and rather than calling and talking to me about it I was having everything relayed to me through a phone nurse. Which led to me sending an email asking if there were going to be issues with my care, that if there were and they were uncomfortable that I could still seek the RE's office. I pointed out that my records indicate what was used in my previous successful pregnancies and that if it was an issue I'd like to know now.
So now here we are a little bit later... the betas were good. I have a rough estimate when I ovulated, however of course the OB's office goes by lmp and that's a fiasco. We had the early u/s yesterday which showed a gestational sac, yolk sac, but too early for a heartbeat. If they had listened to me the u/s would have been pushed a few days, if not a week. However now I have another u/s on the 9th. So we shall see. In the meantime if we're facebook friends - don't post anything on my wall. This is top secret. Well at least as top secret as you can be when you're taking phone calls at work and dodging your mother so she doesn't know why you're going to the doctor or to an "Appt". So we shall see...
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