I’m exhausted so this will be brief. The Central Baptist Emergency Room did an excellent workup. There was one baby “birdie” measuring 6 weeks 2 days, I am 6 weeks 3 days. My HCG was 57,000 which is right smack in the middle of normal. The ultrasound tech could not tell me anything while she did the scan, but she did look me in the eyes, smile gently and then turn on the speakers and I heard, for the first time ever, a heart beat. And I cried and cried and cried. 120 – perfect.
There is a hematoma behind where the placenta is developing which could explain the bleeding. They don’t know why I was having the sharp stabbing pains in my rectum and uterine area. (for the record I have not been experiencing constipation the past few days nor have I had a straining bowl movement).
I know I’m not at all out of the woods – this is exactly how the loss of Pip started to the day and almost to the hour, which is scary. With Pip we also confirmed heartbeat after the bleed and I still lost my baby a few days later. This time, though, I did not deal with crappy doctors, I went straight to the hospital where I knew I would get good tender loving care. All the staff was gentle, encouraging and not one said I had over reacted. My ER doctor called Dr. B who was also very understanding. I’ll still see Dr. B at 10 tomorrow morning.
Thank you all for all the comments and emails. I read them over and over when crying and felt warmth from all over knowing that you were keeping the three of us in your thoughts. I’ll write more tomorrow. For now, I’m going to have a slice of vegan gluten-free apple pie which is not surprisingly not very good (!!) and zone out to some bad TV with the sweet Professor.