Sorry to leave you hanging. I thought I'd be able to post during the IVIG infusion, but the nurse could only get an IV line into the crook of my right elbow, making my right arm fairly useless for typing (and I'm right-handed). Add to that hefty amounts of Benadryl and Tylenol, and I promptly fell into a Benadryl-induced coma for the night, slightly nauseated and head dully pounding. Which is how I feel today. Blech, blech, blech. I think I might puke.
We dutifully went in to the little country lab yesterday morning and got the blood work done. I was feeling somewhat less anxious than I thought I would because I had peed on a stick and the line looked nice and dark and, well, reassuring.
The numbers came back reassuring too.
Beta HCG = 445!!
P4 = 38.68
So things seem to be continuing well. Huge relief over here! I am happy, but also realize I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop, because, well, I am good at dropping shoes. I have a history of a bunch of dropping and dropped shoes trailing behind me where IVF and pregnancy are concerned.
But so far so good.
I had a brief thought of canceling the IVIG after we got that awesome beta, but then immediately thought, Everything is actually looking good right at this moment - why in the world would I ever mess with success? So we went ahead as planned. Really hoping this treatment was it for me, though. This stuff is tough. I feel yucky.
Physically, that is.
Emotionally? I couldn't be happier right now.
One moment at a time. Still pregnant over here at this moment, today. Can't believe it.
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