I had a little spotting yesterday morning. Just enough to see a small pink smear on the toilet paper when I wiped. Most pregnant women would not get too worked up over something so small; some may not even notice it. However as an IFer I have a paranoid habit of checking every time I wipe. The freedom of wiping without worry ended for me in May with my miscarriage.
I woke up Sgt and told him I was heading over to the ER. He asked if I wanted him to come with me and I said no. I needed to go on my own.
I arrived at our ER at 7:30 am and sat waiting in to triage room. The nurse called me in; she was very kind and made me laugh with silly stories of the ER. She really helped with the tension I was feeling. She also had a giggle over the list of medications I had been on and am on now, period dates, iui dates, beta dates and levels and wished all patients were as organized when they came in. I said ‘You must not get a lot of IF people coming through the doors here.’
After triage I sat in the small waiting area for only a few minutes and was called back to the main part of the ER. The wait for the doctor wasn’t long. He popped his head in the room I was in and I could not believe my eyes. This fellow was young! Or I’m getting older. Dr. Doogie was great. Asked me a million questions and told me he had done some residency time at an ART clinic in Toronto. This explains why when I used terms like iui, progesterone suppositories and Pure*gon he didn’t blink. He said he would be right back and headed out to discuss my details with the main doctor on call. Within 5 minutes both Dr. Doogie and Dr. OnCall were in my room. Dr. OnCall asked a gazillion questions but I had to explain all of the medications I am/was on to him and their benefit. He asked if he and Dr. Doogie could perform and ultrasound with the ER’s new portable machine just to see how everything looked. Of course I said yes needing to know that everything was OK.They rolled in the machine grinning like two boys playing with their new Christmas present. I guess this machine has only come to our ER in the past few weeks and they were very excited about it. I lay back on the stretcher and listened to the play-by-play of what they were seeing. ‘Bladder .. looks very full. Did you know your bladder becomes square shaped when full Mrs. Sgt?’ ‘Over here, right ovary. Looks good … left ovary, good as well.’ ‘Dr. Dougie, do you see the triple stripping in the lining?’ This is when I pipe up and state with all of my worldly knowledge of lining stripes ‘I know a triple-strip lining is exactly what doctors love to see when trying to achieve a pregnancy. I have a great lining don’t I?’ to which they both laugh and ask if I have been given an honorary Ph.D.Then they see it … a black sac with one very active fetus. Arms and legs moving, torso twisting about. I can’t see anything because Dr. OnCall has his arm in the way. He moves the machine so I can see it all. Head, arms, legs, heartbeat. All flipping and twisting about in that little sac. Beautiful. Dr. OnCall says ‘Protocol says I am not aloud to say that I see a viable, ongoing intrauterine pregnancy, but I see a viable, ongoing intrauterine pregnancy Mrs. Sgt. Let’s get you in to the regular ultrasound room for more detailed photos.’ With that he printed off a picture for me to keep.
They get me in with the main ultrasound department 15 minutes later to take measurements. The tech I had is one of my favorites. She is the tech that confirmed my missed-miscarriage in May. She is the one that held my hand and cried with me while I looked at the screen showing the empty sac. This time she spent about 20 minutes taking pictures, measurements and commenting on how this little one was not very cooperative with all it’s jumping about. We talked about her sister who is now 39 and thinking about starting a family.
Then she turns the screen towards me and we watch the fetus, listen to the heartbeat beating at 167 and see it measuring 9w4d. Two days ahead of it’s date. More pictures for me to take home.
I head back down to the ER and wait for Dr. OnCall and Dr. Doogie to come in with all the results from the ultrasound. When they do I hear some news that sounds scary. The radiologist thinks she may have seen a small amount of blood between the placenta and the wall of the uterus. It was hard to tell because this kid wouldn’t stay still long enough to get a really clear shot. This could mean there is a placenta abruption and they want me back in 12 days for another ultrasound.I was given a list of Do’s and Don’ts which will be pretty easy to follow.
- No skiing or tobogganing. (no problem, we have no snow.)
- No jumping. (sorry dogs, we can’t play like we usually do for now.)
- No contact sports such as hockey. (something I have wanted to play but don’t.)
- No internal exams. ( *insert snarky tone* really? it’s one of my favorite exams … )
- Do take things a bit easy and if you experience heavy bleeding, clots passing, fever, dizziness come into the ER right away. (can do boss.)
- No sex. (which upon hearing Sgt clearly stated he wanted a second opinion.)
I was home by 10 am. It was a quiet day in our ER.So I have taken today off of work to relax and will head back in tomorrow. My supervisor is also pregnant, 6 weeks ahead of me, and was very understanding. Told me to take whatever time I needed and wished me the very best.
So for now, I have one very active fetus rolling about my uterus measuring 2.71 cm. I feel a small sense of relief I am going to grab onto that happiness and hold it close to my heart until my next ultrasound on January 15th.