6 weeks
This weekend we had a very scary incident, but let me give
the results first: a heartbeat of 109 bpm and our first picture of little
bambino.
As I’ve whined about, our first ultrasound wasn’t scheduled
until May 17th. That changed
because Saturday afternoon while shopping with Katie and Whitney (who we still
haven’t told), I went to the restroom and found quite a bit of blood. Being that I was in public and a delicate
situation with my inlaws, I tried my best to not freak out, but I don’t
remember much else about the day and probably didn’t do a good job of acting
normal. As soon as we met up with the
men, I gave Ben a look and said it was time to go. Luckily, he caught my drift, and we left
pretty quickly. I completely broke down
in the car as I told him what was going on.
We decided to get comfort foods then pile up pillows and blankets on the
couch and have a tv night in. I also
called the Emergency doctor on call for our ob group. The first thing he said was that I was displaying
signs of a miscarriage. He said if that
was happening, there was nothing we could do about it. He offered to meet me at the ER and do an
ultrasound for peace of mind, but with not being 6 weeks yet, an ultrasound may
not be able to see anything either way.
Since there was nothing we could
do, we opted to wait until Monday morning (our 6 week mark) and go in first
thing. The office did a good job at
fitting us in quickly. Ben and I had
prepared ourselves for the worst, but the wait (even though it wasn’t too
long) was miserable.
When we were called back, we told
our doctor what had happened, so she went with us to the ultrasound room. They got everything ready, and as soon as it
was on the big screen, I could see where the baby was, but I had no idea if it
looked ok. The tech had me hold my
breath for a second, and up popped a heartbeat!
The doctor looked at everything and said there was no blood in the uterus
and the baby had a good heartbeat, so everything looked fine. They don’t know why I had bleeding, but they
said the baby looks fine, and seeing the heartbeat is a big hurdle to cross.
As soon as she saw everything was
fine, the ultrasound was over. Since we
had been fit it, there was no time for us to sit and marvel at what we had just
seen. The doctor and tech quickly left
the room, and Ben and I just looked shocked/excited at each other. I don’t think the awesomeness of it really
had time to set in. I would guess we
didn’t see the ultrasound for more than 3-5 minutes. Since we were at the office, they went ahead
and had us visit the nurse that was going to do our appointment for Thursday,
so we wouldn’t have to come back.
Unfortunately, there was
miscommunication somewhere, and I found myself with a needle in my arm and
another 8 vials of blood shorter AGAIN.. When I asked if they were going to
take that much blood each time, she replied that they only did it on the FIRST
visit.. oops.. Oh well, it will give them two chances to catch anything
off. We won’t go back until June 6th
now, but I think we get another ultrasound then! And, we can now tell our immediate families!!
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