In the absence of my fertility specialist, who would have finished doing the ultrasound about eight hours ago now, they are treating me like a... like a normal person. I ask you!

I can't get in to see anyone for an ultrasound til next Tuesday, shaving a whole twenty-four hours off my wait for FS to return from his holidays. I took it, because there's little else I can do. (Believe me, there was a whooooole frenzy of phone calls to see if there was.) I mean, twenty-four hours is twenty-four hours, right? It's still a gain... and eight days is still better than a two week wait. And with a beta of 96 000, my odds are a bit better, too. Or at least that's what I'll be telling myself til next Tuesday.

Thanks for all your comments. They help, a lot.


5 Comments

Vee said...

Arrrgh alright!
Well I will be sitting and waiting with you, listening if you need me.

MrsSpock said...

Beta of 96000 sounds very, very good. My ultrasound is Thursday, at 7w1d, which is way longer than last time, at 5w5d. Yes, the anxiety is killing me.

No Minimom said...

I'll be anxiously awaiting the week beside you... With a few hundred thousand miles between us, but you know what I mean.

Heather said...

When you first posted you were pregnant you came off as so calm and I was just bubbling with excitement! I'm still bubbling here with you, this week is going to be TORTURE!!!

Lut C. said...

The nerve, treating you like normal!

The two week wait, you see coming. This eight day wait came out of nowhere. The fact that you didn't have to jump through medical hoops for weeks to get here doesn't really take the edge of either.

Hang in there!

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