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Someone asked when or if I’d have my next beta. I’ve got my next one scheduled for Friday at 6:45am and another scheduled for Monday at 6:45am.

We’ll see how it goes from there. I’m trying to remain cautious in my optimism, but there was absolutely nothing borderline about this morning’s beta. At 14 dpiui, it’s a pretty good looking number. Unfortunately, it’s the doubling rate that is more telling, so I still have another hurdle to go through. The next hurdle after that, of course, will be the ultrasound, if I make it that far. My guess is the ultrasound will be around March 14/15th.

When my nurse called me this morning, she said, “Well, when you’re right, you’re right. Congratulations!” So I cautiously asked what the number was and she said 228. Holy Cow! That’s over double where I was at 15 dpiui last time. Last time my 15dpiui was 102. It started at 23.8, went to 102 three days later, then 259 two days later, 569 another two days later, and 1725 three days after that. I was rattling off these numbers while my nurse was looking up my file and she was shocked to find out I was correct on all counts. Wow, she said, you must have all this information right at your fingertips! I do, in fact, but I wasn’t looking at my handy dandy spreadsheet. I seriously just KNOW this stuff. It’s a sickness, I think.

So we had a good giggle about the timing (second time an IVF consult has become pointless due to unexpected pregnancy for me… they really ought to market this therapy), and agreed to talk again on Friday with my next beta.

I figure I can get through two days without peeing on anymore sticks. Right? RIGHT?

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Yeah, so… I’m pregnant. Beta’s already back…

228!

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Here’s proof that I’m not sane. Not even a little bit.

Being as how I’m a pee-stick addict, I was suddenly gripped with fear that the nausea and fatigue, etc. was all in my head. In fact, thought I, maybe I don’t even still have symptoms. Maybe they’re all gone! Maybe this is all a dream! Aaaah!

So of course, being the calm, sensible person that I am, I calmly decided to wait until tomorrow’s beta for some confirmation. Or, um, it’s possible that I ran immediately out to the drugstore to purchase a new three-pack of HPTs. You know, one or the other.

Anyway, there’s still another line, so cool, right?

Ahem. Anyway, this is the second time I’ve gotten completely surprising pregnancy news. My last, short-lived, pregnancy caught me completely surprise because I only had a beta done because I thought my period had started and it was time for a new cycle. Yeah. So, TWICE I’ve been surprised by a pregnancy after an IUI, which is completely ridiculous, since that ought to be when I’m expecting it. I am a complete freak.

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Someone asked when or if I'd have my next beta. I've got my next one scheduled for Friday at 6:45am and another scheduled for Monday at 6:45am.

We'll see how it goes from there. I'm trying to remain cautious in my optimism, but there was absolutely nothing borderline about this morning's beta. At 14 dpiui, it's a pretty good looking number. Unfortunately, it's the doubling rate that is more telling, so I still have another hurdle to go through. The next hurdle after that, of course, will be the ultrasound, if I make it that far. My guess is the ultrasound will be around March 14/15th.

When my nurse called me this morning, she said, "Well, when you're right, you're right. Congratulations!" So I cautiously asked what the number was and she said 228. Holy Cow! That's over double where I was at 15 dpiui last time. Last time my 15dpiui was 102. It started at 23.8, went to 102 three days later, then 259 two days later, 569 another two days later, and 1725 three days after that. I was rattling off these numbers while my nurse was looking up my file and she was shocked to find out I was correct on all counts. Wow, she said, you must have all this information right at your fingertips! I do, in fact, but I wasn't looking at my handy dandy spreadsheet. I seriously just KNOW this stuff. It's a sickness, I think.

So we had a good giggle about the timing (second time an IVF consult has become pointless due to unexpected pregnancy for me… they really ought to market this therapy), and agreed to talk again on Friday with my next beta.

I figure I can get through two days without peeing on anymore sticks. Right? RIGHT?

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Yeah, so… I'm pregnant. Beta's already back…

228!

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Here's proof that I'm not sane. Not even a little bit.

Being as how I'm a pee-stick addict, I was suddenly gripped with fear that the nausea and fatigue, etc. was all in my head. In fact, thought I, maybe I don't even still have symptoms. Maybe they're all gone! Maybe this is all a dream! Aaaah!

So of course, being the calm, sensible person that I am, I calmly decided to wait until tomorrow's beta for some confirmation. Or, um, it's possible that I ran immediately out to the drugstore to purchase a new three-pack of HPTs. You know, one or the other.

Anyway, there's still another line, so cool, right?

Ahem. Anyway, this is the second time I've gotten completely surprising pregnancy news. My last, short-lived, pregnancy caught me completely surprise because I only had a beta done because I thought my period had started and it was time for a new cycle. Yeah. So, TWICE I've been surprised by a pregnancy after an IUI, which is completely ridiculous, since that ought to be when I'm expecting it. I am a complete freak.

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In deference to Watson who has lovingly (I hope) complained that I haven’t updated since Saturday re: my status as a possible pregnant lady, I will provide this short update.

“In short, there is nothing new to report.”

Ahem. Just kidding. I did take another pregnancy test on Sunday and it was a very obvious, fairly dark test line. At 11 days post IUI, I find that a little hard to believe and a so-called-“friend” of mine had the nerve to suggest that maybe I’ve got triplets a-brewin’ inside of me. ACK! After I threatened her within an inch of her life, she revised her assessment to “well, maybe it’s just twins.” AHEM. Hello? One would be just fine this time around, thankyouverymuch!

So, God? I know we don’t talk much lately, but if you were listening the other day when M suggested triplets? Could you just ignore that?

Moving right along. I have a beta scheduled for tomorrow morning. I don’t expect this will tell me much other than “yes, you’re ever so slightly pregnant.” I expect that the follow up on Friday will be more telling about whether I’m actually going to stay this way.

Normally I wouldn’t even believe that tomorrow’s beta would be positive, except that holy hell am I symptomatic! I am dizzy and nauseated and OH-DEAR-HEAVENS-THE-FATIGUE-IS-KILLING-ME! I have the thirst of a thousand dehydrated maidens. And holy heck, I am learning REALLY fast how to sleep on my back (ick) because it’s like stabbing white-hot pokers in my chest if I try to lie on “the girls” at any time for any reason.

So that’s the update. Like I said, nothing terribly interesting to report. I still don’t think it will last, so I’m not getting my hopes up, but for the moment, I’m cautiously considering myself pregnant. Which is to say that while my head is SCREAMING for Aleve, my pharmacist husband has convinced me that right now it’s all about Tylenol, damn him. Jerk. I think he just likes seeing me suffer. Or maybe not, because when I’m suffering, I treat him terribly. Poor guy. Hey! I went from calling him a jerk to feeling sorry for the jerk in about 4 seconds flat! How does he DO that to me???

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