It morphed into…..”Surely you jest”…. and we would say it anytime the phrase “you’ve got to be kidding” or “are you serious” or “I can’t believe it” was called for.
I thought of this phrase when nurse T called me from my RE’s office yesterday.
Now, I haven’t been blogging much about my fertility status because I am in the worst rut. My miscarriage was 7 weeks ago, and STILL have not entered into my next cycle. Not even a whisper of AF, that bitch.
I feel like this summer has been all about the worst failed pregnancy in history.
So, anyway, feeling desperate, I called the RE on Tuesday because something just isn’t right. These last 7 weeks, my symptoms hardly changed. They dulled, but were still there. I still feel pg for pete’s sake.
After all of my previous miscarriages, I got AF 4 weeks later… give or take a day here or there. My HcG would drop like a lead sinker and AF would arrive in her glory.
But then again, I reminded myself that this was the exception to the rule of miscarriages. Let’s not forget my failed D&E, which led to my having to wait 6 EXCRUCIATING weeks for the natural miscarriage. Which was heinous in every way imaginable.
So I went in yesterday for an HcG check. And, Nurse T called me back (interrupting a riveting conversation with my Australian co-workers) and gave me the news.
My HcG is STILL registering at 30.
Surely you jest….!
Well, I guess that explains what’s going on. Sorta.
They want me back on Friday for a repeat beta. And another next week. Basically they intend to follow the number down until AF arrives, or I lose my mind.
or, if the number doesn’t trend downward…. well, that’s a discussion for another day.
Nurse T was as perky as could be, lamenting that “Shelli, you’ve been though so much, I am so sorry this is drawing out so long”.
I’m still trying to forgive her for what she said when I answered the phone. “I have the results of your pregnancy test.”
Pregnancy TEST? Are you flippin kidding me?????
I know she didn’t mean it that way… but still.