On June 22 we had a little scare and ended up in the ER for a threatened miscarriage. It was very hard for us to find out about these complications. I have never been so upset because of course I was thinking the worse. I also have never seen Mark so upset. He even punched the wall he was so frustrated...
When he punched the wall next to the bathroom door, the sign above the bathroom door fell on the floor. The sign was given to me by my friend, Val, on my birthday a couple years ago. It was the word "FAITH"...
I think that was a "sign" from our baby telling his or her daddy to have some faith.
P.S. Who wants to fix our dry wall? :P
They did bloodwork and an ultrasound at the ER. Thankfully, Mark was looking at the computer screen in the ultrasound room because the lady wouldn't let me see it and she told us that she wasn't allowed to say anything about what she saw. So, he was looking at the screen and of course he didn't know what he was seeing. He saw "yolk sac" and then probably the uterus and ovaries which look nothing like a baby, haha. I told him to take a video with his phone and show me, of course that would be frowned upon with the ultrasound tech but I didn't care at that point. He saw her type in 105bpm and knew that wasn't my heart rate so when he saw that he gave me the thumbs up. I had never been so relieved in my life.
The doctor said the heart rate was a little lower than they wanted to see. The HCG levels ended up being good/high (27,000) for six weeks and the doctor was hopeful that things would be fine but of course they tell you there's always that chance things could be not so fine too. So it was pretty scary not knowing what was going to happen at that point.
They told me to take it easy and not overdo anything since I was still having complications. He said he doesn't like putting pregnant women on "bed rest" because that freaks them out and stresses them and the baby out even more so he just told me to take it easy, don't go cutting the grass or exercising or anything like that.
After checking me and seeing that everything looked better than when we first got to the ER, doctor told me to follow up with my OB on Monday. When I went to the OB on Monday it wasn't what I expected because all they did was check me to see that the cervix was still closed and then told me to come back for my ultrasound on Wednesday (it had already been scheduled for that day anyway) because the ultrasound techs aren't there on Mondays.
Mark couldn't take off of work but my mom and sister, Devon, went with me to see the ultrasound. You can barley tell it's a baby here, but it's something! See...
I was 6w4d at the time. I ended up getting bloodwork done here, as well as the complete pelvic exam to check for infections, STDs, all that good stuff. The bloodwork came back fine because they would have called me if there were any issues.
They asked if I wanted the baby to be tested for cystic fibrosis and down syndrome but I opted out. We discussed it and knowing ahead of time wouldn't change a thing. There's really no way to prepare yourself for a special needs baby and nothing we could do about it one way or another because we will love the baby no matter what.
The heartbeat was still lower than they wanted (109bpm). So the doctor told me to continue to take it easy and come back in a couple weeks for the next ultrasound. Stay tuned for the next update to see if Baby Savage actually starts to look like a baby in the next sonogram...
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