So, after a few negative pregnancy tests and still no period (about 40-50 days), my mom heard of a doctor that specialises in Endo (on the radio!). I went to see him, and he said he wants to operate (a laparoscopy!), but not before I had 3 cycles, so that all the hormones of the treatment is out of my system. So he did a sonar to make sure I'm not pregnant. He noticed something that he said looks like adenomyosis. Great, another weird word. Another weird diagnosis. Awesome. Just what I wanted to hear.
He gave me medication to bring a period on. It was hormones, and was known to cause terrible defects to a fetus, so that's why he needed to make sure I wasn't pregnant. I took the medication for 10 days, but still, nothing. It did cause what I thought was side effects (it was listed in the pamphlet!). I felt very nauseous, tired and ran to the bathroom often. Things I used to love, suddenly put me off. And smells! I never knew smells could be so acute. I also had this strange, metallic taste in my mouth.
So back to the gynie I went, but first, the doctor send me for a blood test to again make sure I'm not pregnant. We were waiting in the reception room when the nurse called me to do some pre-checks before the doctor sees me. We stood in the corridor, and she looked at the chart. Then blurted out “Oh, you're the one that's pregnant”! I was stunned. I took the chart from her, I had to see it black on white. And yes, there it was. Positive. Wow wow wow wow. And then it hit me....but what about the medication I took? What defects did it cause my baby?
The doctor did a sonar and could see nothing. Literally nothing. No baby. My heart sank into my shoes. How could the bloodtest be so wrong? So he decided to do an internal sonar, and there it was. A tiny, tiny little sack. It was empty though. The doctor said it's probably very very early, he guess around 2 weeks (or 4 weeks if you count from the proverbial beginning of the cycle – which I didn't have!). He told me to come back in 2 weeks time.
Those 2 weeks were very very difficult. We told no one, too scared that it's going to be a blastocyst, where no baby develops inside the sack. But the moment the gynae did the sonar 2 weeks later, we saw it. A little living bean-shaped baby. The doctor assured us that he thinks it'll be fine. The medication was taken before it could hurt the baby. I was probably about 4 days pregnant, up to 14 days. So when he prescribed the medication, baby was still in the fallopian tube, busy travelling down to the uterus. Then it takes time for the placenta to develop. So most likely, none of the medication reached the baby. We were so relieved! Isn't it wonderful, that even though I took medication to force the endometrium to shed, it didn't work? Because a little miracle was taking place. The dr gave me progesterin suppositories to help sustain the pregnancy.
From week 6 to week 12, I battled with nausea and tiredness. But nothing could bring me down from the high I was on. Even the constant endo pain I was still experiencing daily, suddenly didn't matter. We told our collegues and bosses (me and hubby were working together at the same company) when I was 8 weeks old. After we saw the little heartbeat. Everyone was so happy for us.
At 12 weeks I told the gynae that I need to move to a gynae closer to us. I went to see him for the endo, but driving so far from home for a pregnancy is going to be difficult. So, I made an appointment for my 16th week check-up with a new gynae, close to our house. It was a woman, and she came highly recommended.
When I was 13 weeks, I stood up one morning, and there was blood. I immediately burst into tears. This can't be. I can't be having a miscarriage NOW. Is it because the progesterin suppositories was stopped at 12 weeks? Did it sustain the pregnancy while it wasn't realy viable? But we saw the heart beat at 8 weeks! We saw it moving at 12 weeks. It was a baby, with hands and feet and a little tiny brain. I can't loose it now...
To be continued...
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