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Sunday, October 28, 2007

Recovering from a jetleg

It's interesting that time in early pregnancy seems to slow down. It drags. Hours seem like days, days seem like weeks. I never had such a problem with other people's pregnancies. They always went from happy announcement to birth in about 4 weeks. Or so it felt.

Anyway, I am back and I have never had such a difficult time copying with my jet lag before. I basically had to lie down for a couple of days because I felt so nauseated and sick. And yes, I did throw up. It's better now, and hopefully that's not a bad sign either. Thankfully, my bo*bs hurt a lot yesterday and still feel pretty sore today. Gosh, what a mindfu*k, isn't it?

My third beta is sort of a mystery to me. I am too chicken to listen to the message once more. When I first listened to it, the nurse started with a pretty low number and I couldn't listen to whatever else he had to say. Apparently, he corrected himself and read of a number that seems pretty high, almost a bit too high. All according to Mr. H who kindly went through the message twice. And he is a native speaker of English, so he should have an easier time understanding.

So I called the office on Friday to talk to the nurse, but he didn't call back. And given that he is out on Mondays, I won't hear from him before Tuesday. I sure hope though, that if the doctors are concerned about these numbers they would try to reach me (or would have tried harder before I left. I mean I had the blood draw Friday morning and left Tuesday, plenty of time to let me know if there was something to be concerned about, right????)

I made the mistake to google a bit. Not about high HCG numbers because that would freak me out (I don't need to read about molar pregnancies right now...and the possibility of twins is honestly scary, too. You wouldn't want to carry twins with a formerly ruptured uterus. But what am I talking about? Twins...haha. Didn't I go through an IVF last year that included the transfer of four embryos of which none made an attempt to implant?). No, instead I googled about ectopic pregnancies which freaked me out, too.

I guess, I really need an ultrasound to answer some of my questions.

I still can't believe that I am even in a place where I have such questions. It's a bit surreal...amazingly surreal.

Monday, October 15, 2007

On vacation, slightly nauseated, and happy

I am on vacation at the moment - in Germany. I am feeling nauseated in the morning and cannot stand the smell of my mother's detergent, nor can i stand the smell of any other perfume nor fall fires. This makes me VERY happy. Big knock on wood.

I had one last beta drawn before I left, but I have no idea what it was. I left before they told me. Which is fine by me. I did call and made an ultrasound appointment though. If everything works out (KOW), I will be around 10 weeks by then. In contrast to many others, I hate ultrasounds. With Miss V I had one around 5.5 weeks, which was horrible because I thought I was further along and we didn't see a heartbeat (I also spotted during that week, plus lost my breast sensitivity, so I was a mess). The next ultrasound I had was at 19 weeks.

Sometimes I wonder though whether I should go and see a doctor here, just to make sure that it's not an ectopic pregnancy. I will, if I start experiencing weird symptoms.

So far, I am fine. Great even. Big, big Knock on wood.

Thank you all so much for checking in on me!

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Beta #2

I got the call and I am speechless. Really. My number is 595, so it more than doubled. I can't really process it. I mean, I know there are no guarantees and things can go downhill so easily, but for now, for tonight, I will just be happy and relieved.

And maybe I can rest better tonight.

wow.

Monday, October 01, 2007

No news yet

Thank you all so much for your comments!!!

I've had my second blood draw on Saturday but haven't got any results yet. Emotionally I am up and down, coupled with any of my "symptoms". Sometimes I feel hopeful (mostly when my bo*bs hurt), sometimes I feel down (mostly when my bo*bs don't hurt). Sounds familiar?

I am just glad I have my happy pills. Without them I'd feel even more anxious now...