I am miscarrying… and this gives me a very twisted sense of relief.
Tuesday’s numbers did rise, but only to 307 (+3%). SO – I had an appointment Wednesday for MORE blood work and an ultrasound to try and find the sac of cells, whose location would give us a hint of miscarriage vs. ectopic pregnancy.
The u/s was pretty inconclusive, since they couldn’t find any sac – so we needed to wait for the blood work. Results were then down to 224. This decline almost confirms a miscarriage (rather than ectopic, which would be much more serious). I am scheduled for my next blood draw Friday morning while we’re up in PA.
So those are the facts… the emotional toll however is… ::::sigh::::
As you can imagine, we are devastated. It’s everything that we hoped for, so close, but gone too way too soon. This has been such a long week of extreme up and downs. In a way, I’m “happy” (?) we kinda knew what was coming since Friday – it’s given me time to grieve.
I hope you forgive the randomness of this post, my mind is all over the place.
Even given the outcome, I have to keep positive. WE MADE A BABY! That’s something. Now, to be fair, I didn’t come to that realization on my own. But while I was feeling down and out, a couple of my friends (and my nurse) brought me that perspective (Amanda, I know you’re reading this, so thank you…).
Following My Own Arrow 