Well as usual, I was kept on my toes at this morning's appointment.
While entering the room I was told "you are still early, we are probably not going to see a heartbeat...but we need to see the yolk sack today." I was brought into one of the 8 ultrasound rooms - and the one with what looks like the oldest machine they have.
She started looking around, then painfully jabbing and then what I feared came out of her mouth. "I can't see anything. It looks like the sac is empty". Of course I had prepared myself for the worst, as most rpl patients do...but then she says, the gestational sac is in such a tough space to scan, let's move next door to a better machine.
So away we went, wrapped in a paper gown and already thinking my next steps. But there it was, clear as day...
A yolk sack and start of the fetal pole, all measuring exactly as they should be. Everything measuring and looking perfectly. Ahhhhhh.
Continuing all my meds and back next Thursday to check for the heartbeat. It will be amazing if I make it through this without being sent to the looney bin. I don't know why things keeps having to be dramatic! I like things drama free.
I have never been this nervous so early before. I feel like I'm constantly waiting for the bad news. I have a looooong way to go, but for this moment, still moving along.