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510.

No, seriously…. five-one-zero.

Holy cow. I’m in shock. My nurse is in shock. Did I mention I’M in shock?

My nurse called and said, “you’re still in the game, the numbers look great!” and I replied, “You’re kidding…!?”

What a dumbass thing to say. Of course she’s not kidding. Why would she lie? I don’t think I could say anything dumber. Gah! Actually, it got stupider. I then told her I didn’t believe her and she told me the number (510!!). I was stunned so she asked how much I was bleeding. A lot. How much is a lot? I would easily have called yesterday CD1 and it hasn’t relented.

So now I’m officially on “restricted” activity. What my nurse isn’t saying is that this restricted activity will have no physical effect on the outcome of this pregnancy. What I know that she’s hoping is that if I miscarry I don’t sit around blaming myself for lifting something too heavy, or overexerting myself, or whatnot. This “restricted activity” is merely meant to keep me mentally stable. Yeah.

Oh, and if I have any severe abdominal cramping, fever or vomitting, I must come in immediately to be seen. Yeah. Or something.

For the moment, I’m just plain grateful. We’re going for FOUR months this time! (Just kidding!) And you know, if this doesn’t work out, we’ve got the backup plan.

Off-topic:

Oh, I miscounted. We’re having 15 adults and three kids. And I’m supposed to be “taking it easy.” Decemberbaby asked what I’m cooking. I did most of my cooking last night: Mushroom Barley Soup, Baked Gefilte Fish, Chicken (just boring marinated chicken), Mushroom Tarts, Cranberry Apple Tart, Roasted New Potatoes, Green Beans with caramelized onions and pignoli, Broccoli Kugel (maybe), and um, I feel like I’m missing something. Dessert came from the bakery, because I’m lazy. And my nurse doesn’t want me doing any serving. HAH! ‘Cause that’s gonna happen.

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510.

No, seriously…. five-one-zero.

Holy cow. I'm in shock. My nurse is in shock. Did I mention I'M in shock?

My nurse called and said, "you're still in the game, the numbers look great!" and I replied, "You're kidding…!?"

What a dumbass thing to say. Of course she's not kidding. Why would she lie? I don't think I could say anything dumber. Gah! Actually, it got stupider. I then told her I didn't believe her and she told me the number (510!!). I was stunned so she asked how much I was bleeding. A lot. How much is a lot? I would easily have called yesterday CD1 and it hasn't relented.

So now I'm officially on "restricted" activity. What my nurse isn't saying is that this restricted activity will have no physical effect on the outcome of this pregnancy. What I know that she's hoping is that if I miscarry I don't sit around blaming myself for lifting something too heavy, or overexerting myself, or whatnot. This "restricted activity" is merely meant to keep me mentally stable. Yeah.

Oh, and if I have any severe abdominal cramping, fever or vomitting, I must come in immediately to be seen. Yeah. Or something.

For the moment, I'm just plain grateful. We're going for FOUR months this time! (Just kidding!) And you know, if this doesn't work out, we've got the backup plan.

Off-topic:

Oh, I miscounted. We're having 15 adults and three kids. And I'm supposed to be "taking it easy." Decemberbaby asked what I'm cooking. I did most of my cooking last night: Mushroom Barley Soup, Baked Gefilte Fish, Chicken (just boring marinated chicken), Mushroom Tarts, Cranberry Apple Tart, Roasted New Potatoes, Green Beans with caramelized onions and pignoli, Broccoli Kugel (maybe), and um, I feel like I'm missing something. Dessert came from the bakery, because I'm lazy. And my nurse doesn't want me doing any serving. HAH! 'Cause that's gonna happen.

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510.

No, seriously…. five-one-zero.

Holy cow. I'm in shock. My nurse is in shock. Did I mention I'M in shock?

My nurse called and said, "you're still in the game, the numbers look great!" and I replied, "You're kidding…!?"

What a dumbass thing to say. Of course she's not kidding. Why would she lie? I don't think I could say anything dumber. Gah! Actually, it got stupider. I then told her I didn't believe her and she told me the number (510!!). I was stunned so she asked how much I was bleeding. A lot. How much is a lot? I would easily have called yesterday CD1 and it hasn't relented.

So now I'm officially on "restricted" activity. What my nurse isn't saying is that this restricted activity will have no physical effect on the outcome of this pregnancy. What I know that she's hoping is that if I miscarry I don't sit around blaming myself for lifting something too heavy, or overexerting myself, or whatnot. This "restricted activity" is merely meant to keep me mentally stable. Yeah.

Oh, and if I have any severe abdominal cramping, fever or vomitting, I must come in immediately to be seen. Yeah. Or something.

For the moment, I'm just plain grateful. We're going for FOUR months this time! (Just kidding!) And you know, if this doesn't work out, we've got the backup plan.

Off-topic:

Oh, I miscounted. We're having 15 adults and three kids. And I'm supposed to be "taking it easy." Decemberbaby asked what I'm cooking. I did most of my cooking last night: Mushroom Barley Soup, Baked Gefilte Fish, Chicken (just boring marinated chicken), Mushroom Tarts, Cranberry Apple Tart, Roasted New Potatoes, Green Beans with caramelized onions and pignoli, Broccoli Kugel (maybe), and um, I feel like I'm missing something. Dessert came from the bakery, because I'm lazy. And my nurse doesn't want me doing any serving. HAH! 'Cause that's gonna happen.

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I know you all figured I wouldn’t post again until after my beta results came in tomorrow. But here I am! I’m Posty McPostalot these days, it seems.

So even though I made it through three months of pregnancy in which I was bleeding for nearly the entire time (minus a day or two here or there), I still have it in my head that bleeding during pregnancy = bad news. Particularly when coupled with cramping.

And so, here I am, fully aware that it could be nothing. Fully aware that if something is wrong, there’s nothing they can do about it anyway. Fully aware that if I called my nurse all she would say is that I should still plan to come in tomorrow for my repeat beta. Either it will be fine or it won’t be.And you know? I am in a bit of pain right now and have NO DRUGS I CAN TAKE for it. So while I’m sitting here fairly calm, relatively collected… I’m Cranky McCrankmonster right now.

Oh, on the plus side, it seems that the last pregnancy wasn’t a fluke (I lost about 15 pounds when I was pregnant before), I have lost two pounds in a week. Not by trying, or anything. It just seems to be the way my body is wired.

UPDATE: I did email my nurse, but I don’t expect to hear anything other than “come in for you beta in the morning.” Meanwhile the bleeding and cramping have worsened enough that I’m fairly certain that this is not going to end with the protagonist living happily ever after in November. Meh. You win some, you lose some, right?

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I know you all figured I wouldn't post again until after my beta results came in tomorrow. But here I am! I'm Posty McPostalot these days, it seems.

So even though I made it through three months of pregnancy in which I was bleeding for nearly the entire time (minus a day or two here or there), I still have it in my head that bleeding during pregnancy = bad news. Particularly when coupled with cramping.

And so, here I am, fully aware that it could be nothing. Fully aware that if something is wrong, there's nothing they can do about it anyway. Fully aware that if I called my nurse all she would say is that I should still plan to come in tomorrow for my repeat beta. Either it will be fine or it won't be.And you know? I am in a bit of pain right now and have NO DRUGS I CAN TAKE for it. So while I'm sitting here fairly calm, relatively collected… I'm Cranky McCrankmonster right now.

Oh, on the plus side, it seems that the last pregnancy wasn't a fluke (I lost about 15 pounds when I was pregnant before), I have lost two pounds in a week. Not by trying, or anything. It just seems to be the way my body is wired.

UPDATE: I did email my nurse, but I don't expect to hear anything other than "come in for you beta in the morning." Meanwhile the bleeding and cramping have worsened enough that I'm fairly certain that this is not going to end with the protagonist living happily ever after in November. Meh. You win some, you lose some, right?

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I know you all figured I wouldn't post again until after my beta results came in tomorrow. But here I am! I'm Posty McPostalot these days, it seems.

So even though I made it through three months of pregnancy in which I was bleeding for nearly the entire time (minus a day or two here or there), I still have it in my head that bleeding during pregnancy = bad news. Particularly when coupled with cramping.

And so, here I am, fully aware that it could be nothing. Fully aware that if something is wrong, there's nothing they can do about it anyway. Fully aware that if I called my nurse all she would say is that I should still plan to come in tomorrow for my repeat beta. Either it will be fine or it won't be.And you know? I am in a bit of pain right now and have NO DRUGS I CAN TAKE for it. So while I'm sitting here fairly calm, relatively collected… I'm Cranky McCrankmonster right now.

Oh, on the plus side, it seems that the last pregnancy wasn't a fluke (I lost about 15 pounds when I was pregnant before), I have lost two pounds in a week. Not by trying, or anything. It just seems to be the way my body is wired.

UPDATE: I did email my nurse, but I don't expect to hear anything other than "come in for you beta in the morning." Meanwhile the bleeding and cramping have worsened enough that I'm fairly certain that this is not going to end with the protagonist living happily ever after in November. Meh. You win some, you lose some, right?

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next steps

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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