I woke up Monday morning and headed to the bathroom. I looked in the toilet and it was reddish-orange. Still half asleep, I asked my hubby if he was peeing blood. He looked at me like I was crazy. I realized that I must have gone in the middle of the night and that was my blood in the toilet. Terrified, I sat down to go again. When I wiped, I saw dark brown over and over again.
I was 8 weeks, 6 days and up until this moment, had no signs of blood or spotting. I'm currently between doctors and didn't know who to call...so I called both. It was only 7am and obviously no one was answering. When the recorded message offered an emergency number I called that. This is very unlike me. I do not like to bog down doctors with a million questions or bother them in any way. I'm not as assertive as I should be; especially considering all the shit I've been through. Apparently, when it comes to my babies, all of that changes (go ME!). I left a message with the answering service and my OB called me within 15 minutes.
This guy is totally new to me but I fell in love within our short 3-minute talk. He was heading into surgery but wanted me to come by the office to get everything checked out. He told me not to try not to worry and that most-likely everything would be fine. He was warm, kind and reassuring. He's a keeper.
I started to tear up as the sonographer called my name to head back...not knowing what I was about to see. I hopped up on the table and within seconds, she found baby A. He/she is measuring 8 weeks, 5 days. The sonographer clicked on the chest area and for the first time, I heard the most beautiful sound in the entire world...my baby's heartbeat at 181bpm. She said, "Well this one's a girl if you believe in all that." I was so relieved but still tense about what might be going on with baby B. We soon found him/her and he/she is measuring 8 weeks, 6 days with another amazing heart rate of 173bpm. The sonographer said, "Another girl!" Oh dear.
Here's a peek at the little guys (or girls). They're starting to look more like babies:
subchorionic hematoma. I asked how concerned I should be and was told it's fairly common and small enough that it should resolve itself within the next few weeks. My OB said that if the bleeding remains the same, not to worry, but to call him immediately if the condition worsens.
I also had my blood drawn for the bzillionth time. My estradiol came back at 1444 and my progesterone at 36.8...so, everything looks good. Whew!
I'm 9 weeks today and am very grateful to still have both of my babies. I was given a 5% chance of miscarriage but really struggle to believe that the odds are that much in my favor. I love these little guys so much and pray they're both my take-home babies. They sure did give this momma a scare!
We have an 8am appointment tomorrow with the best of the best. She was recommended to us by the president of the Thyroid Cancer Support Group in Dallas. Hopefully, we love her and can move forward with surgery in the next week or so. My hubby and I appreciate your words of encouragement and hope.
Please bear with me on the commenting front. I haven't been reading as much the past two weeks and I feel so behind. I care for each of you and thank you for sticking with me through the craziness.