I started spotting again around 5 pm yesterday evening. Same type of blood as before. It stopped by this morning; since it stopped I'm trying not to worry. I called the RE and my OB just to let them know. RE nurse said everything sounds fine and to just take it easy, which I plan on doing.
Gah! I hate my cervix.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Freak out
Yesterday, I awoke to bloody underwear at 7 am. Red blood. I went to the bathroom and there was more when I wiped. Went back to bed for an hour. When I got up the second time, more blood in the underwear and more when I wiped. I tried not to freak out - got a shower, then went back in the bathroom. This time, when I wiped, there were long, stringy clots on the TP.
I immediately freaked out. I called my OB; apparently they weren't open b/c an answering service paged the doc for me. He called back quickly, and didn't seem too concerned. He told me to call the office back at 8:30 when they open and schedule an u/s "just to make sure everything's okay."
I called them right at 8:30, and the soonest appt. they had was 1 pm.
Then I called my mom. Then I got into a fight with L b/c I am "too negative. It's probably nothing - I stress out too much." On the way to work, I called my friend K, a nurse. Not even an OB nurse, so I don't know why I always call her about this stuff. She said, "1 pm is unacceptable. Call your RE and see if they can get you in sooner. If not, I will meet you at the ER." Ahh, that's why I call her. She always knows just what to say.
I called the RE and, thankfully, a nurse answered the phone. I told her what was going on, she got off the phone for a minute, then returned and told me to come in right away. Idk why, but the RE telling me to come in right away freaked me out even more. I walked into work, told my boss I had to go to the doctor, started crying while I telling him (awesome), and then walked right back out. On the way to the RE - still crying by the way - I called L to tell him to meet me at the RE, I called Kelly to tell her I got in, and called my mom just b/c I wanted my mommy. My mom started crying immediately.
When I got to the office, they brought me back right away, and got right down to business. Both babies looked perfect; measuring perfectly and h/bs were 176 and 185. Baby B was even dancing around and moving his little arms and legs. I asked Dr. T about the spotting and the clots and he said he didn't have an explanation for me. No active bleeding in the cervix, and none in the uterus that he could see. He also said to get ready, b/c these babies are going to be driving me crazy for at least the next 50 years, and I don't doubt that for a minute.
I immediately freaked out. I called my OB; apparently they weren't open b/c an answering service paged the doc for me. He called back quickly, and didn't seem too concerned. He told me to call the office back at 8:30 when they open and schedule an u/s "just to make sure everything's okay."
I called them right at 8:30, and the soonest appt. they had was 1 pm.
Then I called my mom. Then I got into a fight with L b/c I am "too negative. It's probably nothing - I stress out too much." On the way to work, I called my friend K, a nurse. Not even an OB nurse, so I don't know why I always call her about this stuff. She said, "1 pm is unacceptable. Call your RE and see if they can get you in sooner. If not, I will meet you at the ER." Ahh, that's why I call her. She always knows just what to say.
I called the RE and, thankfully, a nurse answered the phone. I told her what was going on, she got off the phone for a minute, then returned and told me to come in right away. Idk why, but the RE telling me to come in right away freaked me out even more. I walked into work, told my boss I had to go to the doctor, started crying while I telling him (awesome), and then walked right back out. On the way to the RE - still crying by the way - I called L to tell him to meet me at the RE, I called Kelly to tell her I got in, and called my mom just b/c I wanted my mommy. My mom started crying immediately.
When I got to the office, they brought me back right away, and got right down to business. Both babies looked perfect; measuring perfectly and h/bs were 176 and 185. Baby B was even dancing around and moving his little arms and legs. I asked Dr. T about the spotting and the clots and he said he didn't have an explanation for me. No active bleeding in the cervix, and none in the uterus that he could see. He also said to get ready, b/c these babies are going to be driving me crazy for at least the next 50 years, and I don't doubt that for a minute.
Monday, August 10, 2009
My Pregnancy: Week 9
Baby's now the size of a green olive!
My little embryos have now officially graduated to fetus-hood. Adding to the excitement, a Doppler ultrasound device might be able to pick up the beating hearts. With basic physical structures in place and increasingly distinct facial features, babies are kind of starting to look like...well...babies!
Evansville, IN
I was out of town for work all last week - left early Tuesday afternoon and got back Friday evening around 7 p.m. The highlight of the trip? There were a few. 1 was the shower in the hotel; it was one of those rainfall showerhead plus there were all kinds of heads built into the wall. It was heavenly. The bed was also amazing, as was having a king-sized bed and 4 huge pillows all to myself.
The other highlight? Eating Chick-fil-A for lunch. Serio. I haven't eaten it since I graduated from undergrad in 2005, and it was just as awesome as I remember. The downside of the trip? Having to actually work for 3 whole days and not being able to get on the internet. :( You shouldn't have to work so much at work. I should tell my boss that.
The nights were boring b/c the only thing to do in the town was go to the casino. Not only did I not have any money to gamble, but 2 of the younger guys who went the first night said they had to take 2 showers when they got home b/c of how thick the cigarette smoke was. Probably not the best environment for a PG lady. Anyway, I think the trip overall was a good opportunity so I'm glad I went.
The other highlight? Eating Chick-fil-A for lunch. Serio. I haven't eaten it since I graduated from undergrad in 2005, and it was just as awesome as I remember. The downside of the trip? Having to actually work for 3 whole days and not being able to get on the internet. :( You shouldn't have to work so much at work. I should tell my boss that.
The nights were boring b/c the only thing to do in the town was go to the casino. Not only did I not have any money to gamble, but 2 of the younger guys who went the first night said they had to take 2 showers when they got home b/c of how thick the cigarette smoke was. Probably not the best environment for a PG lady. Anyway, I think the trip overall was a good opportunity so I'm glad I went.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
2nd PG u/s
I had my 2nd u/s today with Dr. T, and I'm so glad I did. It was such hell getting in - I guess I finally annoyed the nurses enough that Dr. T decided to make a "very special exception" and double-book me this morning. My appointment was scheduled for 9, but L and I waited an hour to get back to see the doc. I brought a big box of chocolate and a card for the entire office - they really are great.
When we finally get the u/s, both babies looked great! Thank God! Baby A was a little hard to see since he is behind Baby B and further away from the probe; Dr. T said that might be why he "appears" to be a little smaller. He was only measuring 8w0d rather than 8w2d, but his heart rate was good at 173, up from 102 2 weeks ago. Baby B was much easier to see and was measuring 8w2d with a h/b of 183. Due date is the same as what they gave me last time: March 14th. So while the babies are measuring 3 days behind where I thought they would be based on the date of my ER, their growth was perfect from what they were at my last u/s. Dr. T seemed happy, I am ecstatic and I am officially released from my RE.
I see my regular Ob 8/20. I can't wait!
And I really can't wait to quit this PIO. There isn't a not-sore spot on my whole ass. 2 more weeks to go.
When we finally get the u/s, both babies looked great! Thank God! Baby A was a little hard to see since he is behind Baby B and further away from the probe; Dr. T said that might be why he "appears" to be a little smaller. He was only measuring 8w0d rather than 8w2d, but his heart rate was good at 173, up from 102 2 weeks ago. Baby B was much easier to see and was measuring 8w2d with a h/b of 183. Due date is the same as what they gave me last time: March 14th. So while the babies are measuring 3 days behind where I thought they would be based on the date of my ER, their growth was perfect from what they were at my last u/s. Dr. T seemed happy, I am ecstatic and I am officially released from my RE.
I see my regular Ob 8/20. I can't wait!
And I really can't wait to quit this PIO. There isn't a not-sore spot on my whole ass. 2 more weeks to go.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Google Obsession and Scheduling Conflicts
I have to admit that I am terrified. My only symptoms up until last weekend were exhaustion and extremely sore bbs. Then, all of a sudden, in the past week - I'm tired, but not as tired as I was. My bb soreness has slowly been decreasing, and now is gone altogether. I feel like i have some food aversions, but I can't really tell. Idk how I am supposed to be feeling. Everyone tells me that I should feel lucky not to have any symptoms; just enjoy it while it lasts.
Yeah, thanks anyway, but I'd like at least some symptoms. I never thought I'd be wishing to throw up, but bring on the m/s. So, again, I have been googling every bad outcome out there. "Vanishing twin", "missed miscarriage", "pronounced loss of symptoms", "abnormal gestational sac."
I'm sick. Seriously, I need help. Someone stop me.
Then, I found out yesterday that I am going out of town for my first-ever work trip. Nowhere cool - Evansville, Indiana. I leave Tuesday around 4 and come back Friday night at 10 p.m. Now, you may remember that my next u/s is scheduled for this Thursday. I accepted the opportunity for the work trip thinking I could get in for my u/s earlier. I called my RE, and no go. "Sorry, we're completely booked up Monday and Tuesday." "Okay, what about Friday afternoon?" (This was when I thought I would be back by Friday afternoon.) "Well, the RE really doesn't like to do PG u/s's on Friday afternoons."
Excuse me? He "doesn't like to?" I don't like to work on Friday afternoons either, but my boss and customers aren't too receptive to that. I understand that 2 of the 3 doctors left the practice suddenly, leaving only Dr. T to do all the procedures, all the monitoring - everything. But if that is the case, he should be willing to do PG u/s's whenever he can. I paid him a lot of money. That is bullshit; I'm sorry.
Then, I called my OB, hoping that I could get in there early, since my first u/s with him is scheduled for 8/20. The nurse at the OB's office was very nice and helpful, but regretfully informed me that b/c Dr. T had not "released me to their care", they couldn't treat me at all. But she did offer me a possible solution. She told me to call the RE's office first thing Monday morning and ask him to write me a script to get a u/s at an outpatient center. I actually called immediately after I hung with her and left a message. Hopefully they agree to do that - if they are that understaffed, Dr. T should be willing to sub out some of his duties.
We'll see what happens.
Yeah, thanks anyway, but I'd like at least some symptoms. I never thought I'd be wishing to throw up, but bring on the m/s. So, again, I have been googling every bad outcome out there. "Vanishing twin", "missed miscarriage", "pronounced loss of symptoms", "abnormal gestational sac."
I'm sick. Seriously, I need help. Someone stop me.
Then, I found out yesterday that I am going out of town for my first-ever work trip. Nowhere cool - Evansville, Indiana. I leave Tuesday around 4 and come back Friday night at 10 p.m. Now, you may remember that my next u/s is scheduled for this Thursday. I accepted the opportunity for the work trip thinking I could get in for my u/s earlier. I called my RE, and no go. "Sorry, we're completely booked up Monday and Tuesday." "Okay, what about Friday afternoon?" (This was when I thought I would be back by Friday afternoon.) "Well, the RE really doesn't like to do PG u/s's on Friday afternoons."
Excuse me? He "doesn't like to?" I don't like to work on Friday afternoons either, but my boss and customers aren't too receptive to that. I understand that 2 of the 3 doctors left the practice suddenly, leaving only Dr. T to do all the procedures, all the monitoring - everything. But if that is the case, he should be willing to do PG u/s's whenever he can. I paid him a lot of money. That is bullshit; I'm sorry.
Then, I called my OB, hoping that I could get in there early, since my first u/s with him is scheduled for 8/20. The nurse at the OB's office was very nice and helpful, but regretfully informed me that b/c Dr. T had not "released me to their care", they couldn't treat me at all. But she did offer me a possible solution. She told me to call the RE's office first thing Monday morning and ask him to write me a script to get a u/s at an outpatient center. I actually called immediately after I hung with her and left a message. Hopefully they agree to do that - if they are that understaffed, Dr. T should be willing to sub out some of his duties.
We'll see what happens.
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