After being stressed out for two days straight, I was anxious to hear the results of the blood work. Of course, they neglected to call prior to arriving at the wake for my husband's grandfather. My phone was glued to my hand for a good hour before it finally rang. I scurried outside to only get not so great news. Although my hCG level has risen from 900 to 1400, they were still concerned. Then she tells me I have to go for an ultrasound tomorrow morning. At the exact time of the funeral. Because my numbers weren't where they wanted them, they were concerned of an ectopic pregnancy. After sobbing on the phone with the nurse trying to get any other time possible, she informs me they have no other times available. With no other options, I finally give in.
This morning we wake up to a somber house. After frantically trying to get ready (6 family members sharing 2 bathrooms), the phone rings. I'm sharing the bathroom mirror with my sister-in-law while her boyfriend's in the shower. Then we hear screaming, we both freeze, both assuming the dog fell down the stairs. But there were no frantic footsteps descending. The screaming continued. We finally open the bathroom door to see my mother-in-law in tears screaming "Uncle Walter died last night!" On top of all the heart ache of losing a wonderful Papou, we have now lost an amazing uncle. My heart sank at this point. Knowing most horrible things come in threes, I was petrified that we would be getting bad baby news.
We left our family in tears and drove the 30 mins to Lexington. We were 20 mins early and were thankfully greeted by the ultrasound tech ready to take us in. Now I have had some strange techs before who don't tell you a thing. This woman was fantastic! She explained everything she saw and didn't see. I knew as soon as she shifted to my uterus and there was a little black dot on the screen, that it was good news. Our little embryo has implanted in the right place and is growing strong. My ovaries have almost doubled in size due to cysts producing all the hormones I need. We met with the nurse practitioner after who had only positive things to say.
The benefit of going through IVF and having low numbers, they monitor you every week. In 10 days we will return to have a second ultrasound done. At this time, we hope to see a heart beat. If that is the case, we are then handed off to our OB and treated like a normal pregnancy.