Since readership appears to be down, you may or may not have seen me promise you big good or bad news today. Well, just about the only good news I got today was that there as no co-pay for an ultrasound.
Wind the clocks back a week and a half. I had taken a home pregnancy test and it was positive. And then, the bleeding. There wasn’t a lot, by the standards the nurses on the phone explained to me. But it went on for about 4-5 days. On the second day, I mentally prepared myself for the worst. If it was a misarriage, I came to terms with it. Afterall, there was nothing I could do about it. Those things are out of your control.
Then the bleeding stopped. And I still “felt” pregnant: tired, headaches. And today, I went in for an ultrasound. Well, it proved negative and in fact, what they did see was a small fibroid on one of my ovaries. Gee, swell. But the upside in all this is that my new doctor – the one who, coincidentally, delivered Elliot – is compeltely awesome. He was supportive and kind and understanding, which is everything a woman who mascarried a child could hope for.
So I am alright, thanks for asking. Though, today is all kinds of bogged down with trouble; Elliot has an ear infection so right after my appointment, I took him to the pediatrician. We’re staying home today, watching cartoons, chillin’ on the couch. Later, I have to go to the lab for more conclusive bloodwork but I can handle it. It’s just another one of those things life throws at you and you just keep on plugging along.
With that, I am going to shove another dose of Tylenol down Elliot’s gullet and see if he’ll take a nap. What fun this day shall bring!