Sunday, August 7, 2011
Today was my precious Angel baby's due date. This whole week leading up to today has been a rough one. I feel so sad and yet I have tried to not let myself dwell on what could of been. I allowed myself time to cry for the child that was not meant to be but grieving alone is a hard thing to do. I had no pictures or really much of anything to document that pregnancy, only pregnancy tests and 2 things I bought to remember my angel by...... so there is nothing really to look back on to remember my angel by just the memory of knowing I carried him or her beneath my heart even for a short time.
I tried to prepare my husband yesterday for how I might feel today but he just shook his head and didn't say anything. Some how that makes it feel even worse knowing that the father of my child isn't mourning that child like I am. I know it has a lot to do with how long we actually knew we were expecting our angel. I also know that is probably a man thing even though that is not an excuse. No matter what that child was a part of both of us and I had hoped that he would at least share some of my feelings that I am feeling today.
I know today was the first true milestone since my miscarriage last december and that there will be more to come. I will always think of my Angel and miss my Angel on these days but I know he or she was just not meant for this earth.
Happy due date my Angel. Mommy wishes she could have welcomed you into this world today. I will always love you no matter what.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
7 months ago today I became the mommy of an Angel. It feels like it was such a long time ago and yet in the grand scheme of things I know it has only been a blink of an eye.
Even though I am expecting a little miracle I find myself thinking of what my life would be like right now. How big would my belly be? Would I be having a girl or boy? Would I be as anxious and worried as I am now during this pregnancy? What would it be like knowing that my child and my best friend' s child would be born so close together or even on the same day? I know I will never have answers to these questions and a million others just like it. I can never get my first child back. That child was not meant for earth. My heart aches and longs for that child even as I carry its little sister under my heart.
Mommy loves you and misses you my Angel! Watch over your little sister and send her safely to us!
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Completed the 1st screen, to include measuring of the baby and blood work. Discussed all the testing with a Genetic Counselor including an Amnio. Told them we will do all the non-evasive testing but WILL NOT be doing an Amnio! The outcome would not sway us to do anything with the pregnancy.
Doc does not foresee any issues with pregnancy but since I am predisposed to Gestational Diabetes and Preeclampsia, they will be keeping a close eye on me. Also, because we have a niece that was born with two holes in her heart, as well as one of the meds I was on during the first trimester, the baby is at higher risk for having a heart defect. An in depth study of the heart will be done at next appointment. Results of the 1st screen will be back in a week. Baby's heart rate was 169bpm. Next appointment: June 6th, 8:30am
Not a great ultrasound pic but here is the little one at 12 weeks 5 days:
April 11, 2011: RESULTS OF 1ST SCREEN
Downs Syndrome: Starting risk based on age - 1 in 117 chance. Risk after testing - 1 in 1003 chance
Trisomy 13 and 18: Starting risk based on age - 1 in 215 chance. Risk after testing - 1 in 4300 chance
Next screening will be done at the June 6th appointment.
April 25, 2011: 16 week OB appointment
HR OB requested my cervix be checked by my regular OB to make sure there are no issues, based on my history not anything they saw. Cervix measured over 3mm...I think that is what he said. He said it looked great and he didn't see any issues. A recheck of the cervix will be done in 2 weeks.
The baby was very active during the ultrasound. It was moving around so much that the Nurse Midwife had a hard time catching up long enough to measure the heartbeat. After the little game of catch the heartbeat measured in at 164 Didn't find out if we are team pink or blue yet We have to wait until my next HR appointment on June 6th. Oh, and no new pics of my butterfly.
I have officially been taken off of Metformin until after my 2 hour Glucose tolerance test. I will do that in 2 weeks. Also did blood work to test for CF and Neural Tube defects.
May 10, 2011 OB visit for recheck of Cervix - 17w 6days
Saw a different provider for this visit. He was an actually Dr. not a NP/Midwife. He asked why my cervix had been checked the last visit and why I was there so soon after my last appointment. I let him know that my HR doc had requested a Cervical check. Told him that my NP/Midwife had said everything looked great when he checked two weeks ago but had me set up the recheck. Dr. said he wasn't going to recheck. Told me if I had bleeding, cramping or loss of fluid for me to call and then they would check again. He said he felt that there was no reason to "wand me" unless I was having trouble. He did do a quick ultrasound to check the baby's heartbeat and said everything looked great. HB was in the 150s.
He set my next OB appointment 3 weeks out, right before I go to my next HR appointment.
May 23, 2011: Unexpected ER Visit 19w5d
Went to the ER for fever, body aches and severe lower stomach/lower back pain. I spent several hours in the ER. To cover all bases they checked for early preeclampsia. All lab work came back great. Baby's heart rate was 174 They diagnosed me with a bad sinus infection however they sent me to Labor and Delivery as a precaution since I was having the pain in my lower back and abdomen.
I was taken very good care of in L&D. They found the baby's heart beat after a lot of searching...some of the nurses were in training Heart rate was 172 They hooked me up to the monitor to see if my pains were contractions. They determined I was not. The doc on call came in and did an u/s to check my cervix, which were fine and then they sent me home. They reassured me that since this is my first baby that it was most likely my round ligaments stretching and that it was absolutely normal.
Before I left L&D the head nurse came in and went over my instructions for going home. Mostly common sense stuff and things I already knew. She told me the baby was very active while they were checking the heart rate and even when they did the ultrasound you could see the baby's head and a hand just moving like crazy. She said it was very reassuring and for me to try to relax and try not worry too much about having to come up there.
I am feeling much better now. I have been resting a lot the past two days and haven't had much pain to speak of. They suggested I start wearing a support belt so I have one ordered
May 31, 2011: 2 hour Glucose Tolerance Test after being off Metformin for a month. Results on June 2nd at OB appointment.
Next OB appointment Thursday, June 2nd. Next HR OB appointment AND Gender Scan on Monday, June 6th!
So that is where we are now!
February 1, 2011: confirmed with BETA 72.52. Started Progesterone supplements. POAS once again, just to make sure :-)
February 2, 2011: POAS a final time just because I couldn't believe it was real! The lines just kept getting darker!
February 3, 2011: 2nd BETA 163.57
February 7, 2011: 3rd BETA 1100
February 11, 2011: 4th BETA 3855
February 15, 2011: 5th BETA 12,068. Had first ultrasound and got to see our little butterfly but it was too early to be able to measure to find out how far along I was. Was actually 5w6d at this point.
February 23, 2011: 6th BETA 41,217. First OB appointment. Everything went great. Will be referred to Sacred Heart Hospital in Pensacola, FL to the High Risk Dr. Had another ultrasound. Finally able to measure baby.....7 weeks! Heart rate was 145bpm Official due date October 12, 2011
March 30, 2011: 12 weeks exactly. 2nd OB appointment. Baby measured in at 12 weeks 3 days. Heart rate was 171bpm. Baby was very active during the ultrasound. While showing us the top of the baby's head it kept moving side to side. When I asked if that was the baby moving the midwife said it was cause he had the ultrasound wand still. We got to see all the important stuff....the spine, the brain, the arms and hands and even a little foot!
When I miscarried in December I was completely devastated. Not only was finding out I was pregnant a shock after so many years of trying with medical help but just as it was finally sinking in my worst fear came to be....I lost the child I was carrying, my first child. After the first few weeks of mourning and being sad I started looking for some support locally to help me through what I was feeling. DH did not understand what I was going through and even though I have friends that had experienced a loss I needed someone to talk to. In the course of trying to find a support group I was put in contact with someone from our base. There is a program for new parents and the nurses actually follow you through pregnancy and then up until your child is 3 years old. I was told that even though my pregnancy had ended that they were still there for me and the nurse made an appointment to come out to visit me in early January.
Nurse E was very caring and listened to my concerns about needing someone to talk to. She even gave me some information regarding Miscarriage that no one had even given me to that point except for the Family and Airman Readiness Center when I stopped in and they got me in contact with her. I explained to her that even the smallest bit of information about what was going on with my body would have been helpful weeks before when I was actually going through it all, physically. On my own I had ordered several books on dealing with miscarriage to help me through this time but there was something still missing. She suggested counseling or the support group that I was already looking for information on. Both things I had already thought of and was in the process of getting started.
Before she left Nurse E made a comment, and to this day I will forever be in her debt for telling me this. DISCLAIMER: Please do not take this as something that everyone should do, however based on my history she, as a nurse felt comfortable telling me this. Nurse E asked me how long the clinic told me we needed to wait before trying to conceive again. I told her that they had said we could resume relations after 2 or 3 weeks but needed to wait for at least 3 months before actively TTCing, so my body had time to heal. She then proceeded to share with me that based on how far along I was when I miscarried, my history of infertility issues and my age that we shouldn't wait the 3 months they told us to. She said that my body didn't have much healing to do because I wasn't very far along and that I would be most fertile right after my miscarriage. Even the information she gave me on miscarriage said the same thing.
When my DH came home I told him about the conversation with Nurse E. We talked about it and agreed that if it happened it was meant to be, if it didn't we would continue on as we had before, working with a fertility doc. In the coming weeks I started the process with the clinic to get our referral to the Fertility doc I wanted to work with in the area and my DH and I resumed physical relations, not preventing but not actively trying. I also started going to therapy.
At one of my therapy appointments at the end of January, I was discussing with my Counselor that I still had not had a cycle since my miscarriage approximately 6 weeks prior. We discussed how that made me feel and she suggested that I take a home pregnancy test and then call my doctor afterward and talk with them about what to do to get my cycles going again. This way at least I would know where I stood where my body was concerned. I went home totally not expecting a positive pregnancy test.
When I got home I POAS and then left it in the bathroom and went to do something else. I went back a little while later and got the shock of my life! There on the EPT was a very faint but very clear + sign! I started freaking out. I grabbed a digital and dipped it in and then began the agonizing wait to see what it would say. It confirmed what the first one had shown. I was pregnant! I called my mom in hysterics. After calming down some I tried to call my DH but he was in the classroom teaching and I couldn't reach him. I sent him a text and waited for him to call me back.
While I was waiting I went through all the possible reasons the tests could have come out positive. One was that the pregnancy hormone from the miscarriage was still lingering but I knew that wasn't right because I had done betas for 2 weeks after the miscarriage until it had gone down to zero. Then I started thinking about when we had "done it". Being the infertility guru that I am, I had kept up with everything for 5 1/2 years, especially when we BD'd even when we weren't doing a medicated cycle and of course this time I hadn't written a damn thing down! WHAT? I couldn't believe it! From my calculations however, if I was really pregnant I wasn't even what would be considered 14dpo. I was barely pregnant, if there really is such a thing!
After talking with my DH and the shock wore off...well kinda. We knew based on the previous pregnancy that I was going to have to go in immediately so that I could get put on Progesterone. So I called the clinic the next morning and I began the process of getting into see the OB at the big base. My mom drove over and went with me that day because DH was once again in the classroom and couldn't get out of it. I went and had the blood test done at the little base and then headed to the big base, which I knew would be the next step.
Once the pregnancy was confirmed I went to the OB clinic at the big base and began the paperwork. Boy was the one nurse surprised to see me so quickly. She said she felt like the test might be a false positive and that she thought it was just left over hormones from the miscarriage. I reminded her that I had tested down to zero on that. She agreed that yes I had. She filled me in on what I needed to do next. I requested that they check my progesterone and that in the mean time I would like a script for Progesterone. She went to talk to the doc about it. When she came back she told me that the Doc said they could have the results in 2 days and once it was back he would write the script if my blood work warranted it. I reminded her that my Progesterone was low last time and was what likely was the cause of my miscarriage. She said that two days wouldn't make a difference cause I was probably so early in the pregnancy. I felt at that point that if she didn't think 2 days would hurt that I could wait 2 days.
So I headed down to the lab, where they proceeded to tell me it would be a week to 10 days before they got the results. I knew at that point that I had to do something. Since I promised my DH I wouldn't do anything to get him in trouble, I decided to go to the patient advocate. I explained to the PA exactly why I was there to see her and that I was not leaving the clinic until I had a script. I told her I was not going to jeopardize my unborn child's life, yet again, just because they don't have my history in hand regarding my low progesterone, and that my miscarriage 6 weeks earlier and the results of the Progesterone test from then should be proof enough. She agreed and began the process of getting me what I needed. I left the clinic that day with a script in hand and even though I had a nurse really ticked off at me, I got what I needed regardless of others feelings.
As a backup plan however, I had called my infertility doc in B'ham and asked if they could help me out. The next day I received a call back that they were calling me in a script for Endometrin and that it would last through the first trimester. Thank God for them because if they hadn't come through I would have had to wait at the whim of the doc on base! At this point the next hurdle was determining exactly when I was due. Until they could determine that for sure they went of my miscarriage date.
The rest of the story to catch you up to week 21 is to follow in a timeline of sorts and info on all my doc appointments......including pics. Happy reading!
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
After 5 years 5 months and our one Angel baby, I am happy to announce that WE ARE PREGNANT!!!!! Here is the big surprise though. As of tomorrow I will be 21 weeks along. Please don't send a lynch mob out after me for not sharing this sooner. I was going to announce at 13 weeks, but that week I had to go out of town and then when I got back to where I could blog and share my news, my friend's son, Caleb, passed away. It just didn't seem like the right time to share then so I was going to wait a couple weeks but that turned into 6....so here we are at 21 weeks and counting.
To catch everyone up I have been kinda "blogging" in private to keep up with everything. My plan is over the next couple of days to post these blogs so that everyone can see how things have been progressing with my pregnancy. I even have wonderful pictures to share!
So far I feel great! My due date is October 12, 2011. I am seeing a high risk doc because of my age....I was told at my first appointment that they no longer use the term "Geriatric", they instead use the term, "Advance Maternal Age". Well, either way, it means your OLD to be having a child! I might be old in the medical world for this, but I welcome everything I am experiencing! We find out on June 2nd what we are having...that is if the baby will cooperate. It is hard to believe that in a little over 4 months I will be a mommy! It is a long awaited dream come true!
Anyway, stop by tomorrow and I will share our "Pregnancy" story! Trusting in God's will has gotten us this far and man, did he really answer a prayer!!!
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Karen has struggled with infertility for a long time, like many of us. She has endured several miscarriage, like a lot of us. She and her husband were finally blessed with a beautiful baby boy this past November via IVF. His name is Caleb. The family is in the process of moving from Australia back to Canada and Karen and Caleb went ahead to find a place to live.
Yesterday, she requested prayer for little Caleb who is only 4 1/2 months old. Apparently he stopped breathing and was rushed to the Children's Hospital where they are. He is on life support and it was determined that he has severe swelling on his brain. The doctors have said that there is nothing they can do to save this sweet little baby. Karen is waiting for her husband to fly from Australia to Canada to be with them before they take Caleb off of life support.
So I am asking that whoever is out there and reads this....PLEASE PRAY FOR THIS FAMILY!!! They endured so much to have this little miracle and they so need a BIG MIRACLE right now! The picture below is sweet little Caleb. There is also a link to the Facebook group that has been set up for Caleb and his family! Please join the group if you would like to. It is an open group so pass it along! Thanks for your thoughts and prayers! I know this family will appreciate them!
Friday, March 18, 2011
also caught from the babies :) Gotta just love daycare! So needless to say, I have been slacking on my blog, but that isn't the only thing! I started having FB withdrawals!!! Is that crazy or what? But I am back and hopefully will get back to a regular routine, if I ever even had one, of blogging.
The good thing about being so busy is that my mind hasn't been fixated on the loss of my Angel Baby. I think of my Angel just about everyday, but I don't obsess and lose myself in thoughts of the "what might have beens" as much anymore. Today though, I have been thinking of my Angel. I realized earlier this week that if I hadn't lost the baby, I would be almost 20 weeks right now. I might even have known by now if it was a boy or girl. But God must have needed my Angel more than I did. I try to think of the positives like, I know I was blessed to have had my Angel even for a short time. I know that I will have a child someday and most importantly, I KNOW GOD HAS A PLAN FOR ME!!! So I continue to have HOPE and FAITH!
I do have some exciting news I can share today. One of my oldest and dearest friends (we met on the 1st day of 1st grade) is 18 weeks pregnant. Much like me, she had trouble getting pregnant when they finally decided to start trying. A and her DH had not done as much as my DH and I had as far as ART treatments, but had begun getting all of their ducks in a row to move to ART treatments. I am so excited to follow my friend through her pregnancy and can't wait to be called "Aunt Tasha" !!! A bittersweet note....she and I would have been due 11 days apart if my Angel had not been called home to Heaven.
So that is a little of what has been going on with me while I was MIA. The weather here in Florida is beautiful right now and I hope to spend a lot of time outside here very soon. Plans for this weekend include getting my rose bush planted in Memory of our Angel! So lots to look forward to and enjoy this weekend. I hope everyone, where ever you are, enjoys the weekend that lies ahead!
Friday, February 4, 2011
I am so Thankful that I was blessed with a little miracle, even if that miracle is now in Heaven. So today I give Thanks for my miracle!!! This week marked six weeks since my Angel baby grew wings. Most of the books I have read said to put a memory box together of things from the pregnancy and the time of the miscarriage. Things I DON'T have to put in this box are an ultrasound picture or a picture of me while expecting. Some of the books also suggested buying something for that pregnancy, something that would be for that child, even though that child isn't with you anymore. We will also be planting a rose bush soon in memory of the baby. As far as "naming" the child I lost, I did give my angel a name, Noel. I chose that name because I miscarried so close to Christmas. Would I have name this child that if I had carried him or her to term, probably not, but at least I have honored this child with a name. My DH doesn't know that I have done this...but for me I needed to do it.
Anyway, I have done what the books suggested. Here are a few things I do have in my little box of memories from my first pregnancy that gave me my Angel Baby.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Is it just me, or does anyone else out there have a DH who loads the dishwasher and then thinks the kitchen is clean, even when the pots and pans are still dirty, the stove and counters needs to be wiped off? Who knows, maybe I have the only man out there that will actually attempt cleaning the kitchen. Here is my problem:
Why is it that when a man cleans the kitchen it is totally acceptable for him to just load the dishwasher and leave everything else, but when you clean the kitchen they expect you to do everything? Case in point, my DH. A few days ago he loaded the dishwasher but left all the pots and pans and a few other dishes. Don't him I said this, but the man knows how to pack a car but doesn't know the first thing about loading a dishwasher to get the maximum results! Anyway, he asked me if I would wash the pots and pans. At that point I had been nursing a headache for about 5 days but told him I would get around to it. Since I don't work I had all the next day to do it but had my therapy appointment and by the time I got home my head was hurting so bad I laid down and never got around to getting them washed. DH cooked dinner that night and added another pan to the stack on the stove and made no attempt to clean anything himself. Next day, I go to the doctor, get the results from my pregnancy blood work, have my emotional breakdown, feel like crap cause I still have this horrible headache which has been with me for a week now, and I don't get the dishes washed up. DH comes home, makes dinner, adds two more pots and a pan to the stack which has now spilled over to the counter beside the stove. Still he doesn't wash them.
At this point ALL of our pots and pans are dirty! Dishes in the dishwasher are clean but still sitting there and the sink is full of dirty dishes. Does he take it upon himself to help me out when I'm not feeling good and clean the kitchen? NO! Instead he gets pissed off at me and starts yelling at me about how I need to get up off the couch and clean the kitchen. So I tell him I would except my head feels like it is going to explode and I don't feel like doing it right then and before he comes home the next day it will be done. Then I said, "If you are so worried about the dishes getting washed why don't you do it yourself?" and he says, "Because you said you were going to do it and I already cleaned the kitchen this week." Umph! Well, la te da! So yesterday, I cleaned the kitchen, the whole while moaning and groaning about him the whole time. I unloaded and loaded the dishwasher, washed all the pots and pans, and wiped down the stove and counters. Guess how long it took me? 30 minutes. My head felt like a time bomb waiting to explode but I did it and you know what? HE DIDN'T SAY A WORD ABOUT IT WHEN HE GOT HOME! Go figure!
So am I the only one in the world with a husband like this?
Bad Moods and ER Visit:
Now on to the bad mood and ER visit. So DH came home yesterday and informs me he is exhausted cause he only slept 3 hours the night before. Not my fault you stayed up late watching TV. What happened to the guy who used to say he could live on 4 or 5 hours sleep? Guess being over 40 now he can't do that! Anyway, we eat dinner and watch a little TV. Not once did DH ask how I was feeling or if my headache was better. It has slowly been getting worse all day long. In fact I had started having some dizziness and blurred vision with the sharp pains that I get every once in a while. So I'm sitting there and about 8:00pm I tell DH that I think I need to go to the ER cause this headache has gotten so intense that the meds aren't even taking the edge off anymore. He flips totally out. Starts yelling, "I can't believe it. You wait until now? I got 3 hours of sleep and you tell me now you want to go to the ER? I was about to go to bed? Unbelievable!" He storms off and I hear, "Well, let's go then" and a crash in the bedroom as something hits the wall.
I told him never mind, I would have my mom drive over and meet me at the hospital so he can sleep and he insists no, he will be the one to take me and stay with me. I told him if he was going to be in a pissy mood I would rather him stay home. Never once on the way to the ER did he ask what exactly was wrong, how I was feeling or if I needed anything. Where was my loving and attentive guy that was with me in the ER 5 weeks ago? Apparently, that guy was in a bad mood for a couple of reasons: #1 Because I was supposed to take our car in this week to have some work done on it before we hit our warranty mileage and it wasn't getting done in the time HE thought it should AND #2 He was going to miss one of his favorite TV shows (I just know this is one of the reasons he was upset!). I think him being tired was just an excuse!
We pulled into the hospital and he didn't even drop me off. He parked and made me walk up to the building, by myself none the less cause he was still so PO'd that he wouldn't walk beside me. I got checked in and we sat there waiting. He sat all closed off, not offering any type of comfort or show of concern for me at all. I kept asking if he wanted me to call my mom to come and he said no. Finally by the time I got called back into an actual room he had gotten better and was a little more concerned. After 4 hours, 1 CT Scan, 4 vials of blood, and 1 IV of good Pain meds later, they sent me home with a prescription FOR THE SAME MEDS THAT I ALREADY HAD THAT I TOLD THEM WEREN'T WORKING!!!!!!! I guess the good thing is that my CT Scan and blood work all came back fine. Bad news is...I STILL HAVE A HEADACHE :(
On a better note, the DH was in a better mood and really took care of me when we got home from the hospital. Gave me my meds and got me in bed.....he even went and got the car and picked me up at the door when we left the hospital! He told me not to worry about the car, that we would get it taken in at some point. He even turned off my alarm this morning so I could sleep as long as I needed to. Note...he never apologized, but saying what he did was his way of apologizing.
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Tuesday, January 25, 2011
On December 17th, the day I found out I was pregnant and checked into the clinic at the "Big" base here in Florida...we have 2 in the city I am in...I told them my history with infertility, about all the procedures I had done in the past, all the meds I had taken to TTC, and also told them that with EVERY PROCEDURE I HAD TO HAVE PROMETRIUM BECAUSE MY PROGESTERONE WAS LOW!!!!! Did they care? Apparently not! They didn't know me from adam that day. I had never been in their precious little clinic before. Did I happen to mention, that I interrupted their Christmas Party....which they forgot to tell the "Little" base about so they wouldn't send patients over? The only reason I even now know what the level was the day I found out I was pregnant is because I REQUESTED they check my progesterone level because I had a history of LOW PROGESTERONE, they weren't going to check it as part of the routine beginning pregnancy lab work. I even asked for a prescription because I knew it would be low, but the nurse told me it would take a week for the results to come back and that if the doc saw a problem with the result he would call a script in then. Well guess what? I never even made it to the end of that week, cause I miscarried.
Today when I went in to see my doc I asked her to look up the results of my pregnancy blood work and guess what.....I WAS RIGHT! My progesterone level at 6 weeks 5 days gestation was 3.7. Yep...you read that right. IT WAS TOO LOW!!!!! Levels for the 1st Trimester should be between 9 - 47. My old RE's magic # was 20. Those incompetent hacks at the "Big" base COULD have helped prevent my miscarriage. I know that it wouldn't have been a sure thing that it would have saved the pregnancy but there was a chance that by having the Prometrium that I might not have miscarried! UGGGG!!! I feel so helpless and ANGRY!! I wish I could go bash all their heads in and make them hurt as much as I do! I know that isn't very Christian like to say, but it is how I feel.
My RH blood work came back as I expected, well part of it anyway. I am B negative blood type, which I already knew. It also came back NEGATIVE for antibodies, which doesn't mean that I haven't had a miscarriage before, it just means I never built up an antibodies. But I am covered for next time cause I got the shot of Rhogam.
Next I asked my doc about referring me to a local RE. I had all his information written out to give to her so she would have it. She then tells me that she can't give me a referral for that without sending me to the "Big" base first. The "BIG BASE" has to do a COMPLETE INFERTILITY WORKUP BEFORE THEY WILL SEND ME ANYWHERE! Even if I had just completed a cycle with a doc in our last city and then came straight here and asked for a referral! Is that stupid or what? Then once you get referred the RE is going to want to do all the same tests again! I just hope they don't do another HSG because I don't react well to those! So now I basically have to go back to the screw ups at the "Big" base and tolerate whatever they put me through just to get seen by a REAL REPRODUCTIVE ENDOCRINOLOGIST! Have a said how much I really HATE this? I HATE, HATE, HATE IT!!!! This is really going to test my Faith in God. I know he will truly have to TEACH me PATIENCE during this!
So now I have to get copies of my records from my RE in B'ham, have another pelvic ultrasound, the DH has to have another SA (which he is going to love) and THEN when all of that is done my PCM will make the referral to the "Big" base. Don't know what they will do, but I know what I have done. I already made an appointment with the RE I want to see. Everything I have been told about him is GREAT!!! His first available appointment was March 30th!!! How crazy is that!? So I am going to walk in there an tell them, I have an appointment with Dr. X on X day and I want my referral now because I refuse to be treated by incompetent people who don't know how to treat someone with PCOS, history of infertility and history of Low Progesterone! Think that will get there attention? If that doesn't I'm going to the commander of the hospital. Watch and see if I don't!
So I held myself together after my Dr. appointment and getting my prescriptions and referral for the ultrasound....I don't have a pinched nerve by the way, she thinks it is tension related, hmmm, who would have guess. I got to my car and I totally lost it. I was crying uncontrollable. I know if anyone saw me they probably thought I was insane. I was going to call my DH but remembered he was teaching a class this morning and wouldn't be where I could reach him. It was close to his lunch time though so I sent him an email and waited for him to call me back. It seemed like forever. Finally I tried calling him and got him. Then I broke down again! By the time he got to me my sadness had turned to a combination of grief and anger all rolled into one. One hug and I felt much better...not over it, just better. We talked about everything that was said at my Dr. appointment and we processed it all or as much as we could during a lunch break. I guess the main thing for us to focus on is that at least we somewhat have an answer as to why we lost our baby. It is better than not knowing anything.
So that is my news today. I have more to share, like about my first Therapy appointment yesterday, but I'll do it later. So more to come soon.
I want to know what my Progesterone level was and what the RH blood work showed. These two will really give me the answers I am looking for. They will tell me #1: Was I ever pregnant before and didn't know it so the RH factor played a role in the Miscarriage and #2: (and please excuse my language here) Did those dumb ass people at the clinic blow me off when Progesterone would have possibly saved my child!
So hopefully I will find some answers and a little peace today. I will post later what I find out.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
To my Angel.....Mommy loves you and misses you everyday!
The Lord's loving kindness indeed never cease, For His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; Great is thy Faithfulness. "The Lord is my portion," says my soul. "Therefore I have hope in Him." (Lam. 3:22-24)
Friday, January 7, 2011
When I haven't been sleeping I have been reading my books that I ordered about Miscarriage and dealing with the grief of miscarriage. Of the 6 books, I have read 4 of them. I have started doing the devotionals in the 5th one and the 6th book came in the mail today. So far, each of them have given me information that is helpful and they give me hope in moving past the grief that I am feeling over the loss of my baby. I didn't realize it until today, but the past 3 days are the first days I have been alone since my miscarriage. My DSS was here when it all happened and we were busy with him and Christmas so there was never a real "time" for me to grieve the loss of my child. So here two weeks after the fact I think I am finally grieving in the way I probably would have that very first week if it had not been Christmas week and my DSS had not been here.
So back to my DH bringing me dinner tonight. Whenever I don't feel good or I'm down, the one thing I enjoy eating the most is a Chicken Pot Pie from KFC. I know that might sound weird but it is comfort food in the best form! To me anyway. Well, Wednesday night he went to get me one and the girl told him they had been discontinued. WHAT? DISCONTINUED?? You can't discontinue the Pot pie!!! That is UnAmerican! Anyway, so he brought me something else home to eat Wednesday night. He looked up KFC and we called the one that is on his way home from work and asked if they still had them and they said YES!!! So tonight he stopped and brought me a Pot pie! He really does love me :) As a friend of mine on Facebook so eloquently put it..."Chicken Pot Pie for the Soul" instead of Chicken Soup for the Soul!
When we found out we were pregnant, we told a couple of close friends and a family member, but everyone else was to find out on Christmas. That was supposed to be a wonderful and Joyous day for us to celebrate our great and long awaited news with everyone, even though it would have been early into the pregnancy. One of the people we were going to be telling at Christmas was one of my dearest and closest friends "J". J and I have been friends since 7th grade. She was my Matron of Honor when DH and I got married. Several years ago she was in a car accident and she is now a quadriplegic. She was expecting her first child at the time of her accident. She carried her DS for two more months before giving birth to him early. He lived a few short hours before leaving this world and going to Heaven. So J knows what it is to loose a child. I wanted to tell her in person about the baby, but due to me being sick around Christmas and then with me miscarrying I never got to tell her I was expecting and then I never got to tell her that my little one has joined her DS in Heaven. Today I got a card from her in the mail....Her mother and sisters help her with sending things to people since she is unable to write :) It was a wonderful card. She said that her stepfather has seen my Facebook page and read about our news and that she was so very sorry, that her heart hurt for us because she knows the pain of the loss that I am experiencing. I was so worried about how to tell her or if I should tell her about our Angel baby at all and now I don't have to worry cause she already knows. She took the time to let me know that she loves me and is thinking about me and praying for me during this time. Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve a friend such as J. She is a blessing and I thank God for everyday for her!
Monday, January 3, 2011
In Pensacola there are two different Christian store chains, we went to the most "known" one first. There again we hit a brick wall...nothing available but they could order me something. At this point I'm thinking, but not saying, I CAN ORDER MY OWN BOOKS PEOPLE!!! HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF AMAZON???? So we go to the second Christian store and once again we find nothing. However there, the lady was very nice and seemed to understand what I was going through. She apologized for not having anything available and suggested I go to the other two stores we had already been to. I told her we had already checked there. Instead of saying, "we can order something for you", she said, "Well, I'm sure if you go to Amazon.com you could find something and there you can read about each book and decide which one is best for you. If I order something for you here we will only know what the name of it is and it might not be what you are looking for and it would take a couple weeks to get it in. Amazon would be faster for you." I thanked her and she said she hoped I found what I was looking for. Then we left.
I ordered several books off of Amazon later that day. I actually got two of them before New Years Eve so I have been reading them for several days. Today I got three more in, including the devotional that is specific for people who have gone through miscarriage or the loss of a child. I even found one that is geared specifically toward women who deal with Infertility AND Miscarriage. So I am very eager to read that book. I guess the old saying that Knowledge is Power is true. Through these books I hope that I can begin to heal and find some peace and understanding as to why I had to experience this miscarriage. I may never know, but at least I can begin to help myself move past the grief. I am hoping that my DH will read some of these as well. I am not sure exactly how he is feeling in all of this because he doesn't share his feelings very easily. But I am hoping that we can at least do the devotional book together and that way we experience some healing together, since this baby was our first child together.
After I read all the books I'll post my thoughts on them and all the details on each. It should be interesting to get through them all but I know I can do it!
Sunday, January 2, 2011
For 2011 I am going to try to start the year with a positive attitude. But unfortunately I am not off to a great start. January 1st we had to take my DSS back to his mom. He was originally supposed to be with us through today but his mom called Thursday and said she felt, "considering the situation here" he should come home early so he could have some "normalcy" in his routine before going back to school tomorrow. He is 15 not 5....he doesn't need time to get back into any routine! Apparently, my behavior and reaction to my miscarriage had affected B enough that he had said something to his mom about me and she didn't feel the atmosphere here was "normal" so she wanted him home. So my DH got 2 less days with his son during Christmas Vacation because of the ex-wife. I just want to SCREAM AND YELL at her but I can't. Then when we got to the meeting spot I spoke to her and she never even acknowledged me. I know you shouldn't say you hate someone but I really HATE HER!!! I hate her actions towards my DH, I hate her actions towards her actions towards me and sometimes I hate the way she treats her son.
So after dropping off my DSS; my DH and I, along with my Great-Nephew L(who had spent several days with us), went to my mom and dad's house for lunch and a day of football! I LOVE FOOTBALL! Anyway, L's dad, my Nephew, was there waiting for us. We had a great day! Then later that evening a friend of mine came over with her hubby, daughter, mom and dad. The visit was going great....a lot of catching up. Somehow the conversation turned to the night my friend's daughter was born. Any other time hearing this story wouldn't have bothered me, but last night, was just not the night to hear it. So I sat and endured hearing about her birth, then about my sister giving birth, about my own mother's story of going into labor with me and even my DH chimed in about his cousin giving birth to her first child. COULD IT GET ANY WORSE????? I was sitting there the whole time with my head down trying to contain myself and control the urge to scream at everyone to just SHUT UP! My DH sat there, close to me, stroking my hair the whole time, trying to give me some comfort and support.
I have never been so happy in my life when that conversation ended. Like I said, any other time that whole conversation wouldn't have been hard to listen to but I am less than two weeks out from having my miscarriage, which everyone in that room knew about. Did it ever occur to anyone of my loved ones that I might not want to hear this? I know it was not talked about on purpose or to be hurtful, they probably never even thought about it, but it HURT to have to sit and listen to all of it. All I could think about was that I was not going to get to share a story like that about this baby that I lost. The only story I have to share about the "birth" of this baby is that I miscarried it and passed the "fetal tissue" sitting on a toilet and had to say a prayer and flush it down the toilet....all by myself. I know that is graphic, but that is how I had to welcome and say good-bye to my baby. Great story, huh? Wonder how people would feel if I shared that story?
On the way home I asked my hubby if he thought anyone even thought twice about what they were talking about in front of me. He said they probably didn't realize it would bother me and wouldn't have done it if they had realized that it would. I guess I will come across other times when this will happen but also, as time goes by it won't be hard for me to hear stories like that. Just right now, my heart is still tender. I'm missing that little life that was growing inside of me and don't know what to do with the pain I feel. So I will continue to blog how I feel. At least I have this as an outlet, a diary of sorts. So I will continue to blog about my experience and feelings and hope that, one day at a time I will heal. And 2011 will get better and better. Each day will better, I just know it.