Showing posts with label miscarriage #2. Show all posts
Showing posts with label miscarriage #2. Show all posts

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Testing, testing, 1, 2...10.

Last Thursday I had an appointment with the last midwife I saw during my pregnancy. The one who rushed through my appointment and showed us Olivia for all of five seconds, who didn't give us a picture, the last time we saw her alive. I wasn't looking forward to meeting her (the midwife) again because I didn't know if I would be angry at her or distraught or what. However, she actually ended up being really caring and thoughtful this time around, and I was glad to have gotten a second chance to meet her and forgive her for rushing through that last appointment.

We talked about how I am feeling physically and emotionally (exhausted all around) and the possibility of talking to a counselor in the future to help me walk through all of this. That part of the conversation was hard because I didn't want to look like a blubbering idiot in front of my doctor during a 15-30 minute appointment, and I know that I haven't really dealt with Olivia's death at all yet, and talking about it started bringing up everything that I have been shoving under the surface for three weeks. But I made it through.

Then we talked about testing. She offered to run tests on me that day, and I was shocked, but accepted immediately. I thought that we were going to have to wait for tests for a few more months, until our new insurance could go through and we could get another doctor up on our situation, so this was really great, to start testing right away and possibly get some answers and at least begin the process. I'm fairly up on the various testing that they can do, so she didn't need to explain it all, but we discussed what she could test today (a lot of things) and what I would need to ask for at my next Ob/Gyn or RE appointment (FSH and estrodiol, which have to be done on CD3 and HSG, as well as repeat Lupus antibodies and maybe something else). She is going to call me with the results of everything soon (or she said that I could call at any point this week and ask for someone to give me the results).

We also discussed my feelings about when I want to try to get pregnant again. She said that she was of the opinion that my body would get pregnant again whenever it was ready to do so, so in her opinion I didn't need to wait to try for any medical reason. However, the HSG test, which could show a physical defect in my uterus that could be causing the miscarriages and could be corrected by surgery, would be something that they could not test (or correct) while I was pregnant. So, basically, Jonathan and I need to make the decision as to whether we should just try again right away or do we want to wait for all of the testing to come through first. More than 50% of people who have repeat miscarriages never find a reason, so if we wait for three months, it may very likely end up that they will find no cause and we would have waited for no reason. On the other hand, they could find a reason and know how to correct it for the next pregnancy, so that I wouldn't have a third miscarriage. On the other other hand, these two miscarriages may have just been rotten (genetic) luck, and there may be nothing wrong with me at all, and I could put off a third pregnancy for months just to have a perfectly normal one after that. However, since I did carry longer than nine weeks this time, she felt strongly that there may be something outside of genetics going on, which really reaffirmed what I have been feeling. All that to say, we have a lot of thinking to do and a big decision to make.

After the appointment, I went downstairs to have the blood work done. My favorite, favorite girl from the lab picked up my sheet and *whoosh* a list about a mile long of blood work fell down - yikes! Thank the Lord that it was this girl (I don't know her name!) who was taking my blood, and not the woman from last Tuesday because this was eight vials worth - I cannot imagine the pain that would have come from blondie scraping my nerves and pulling the needle in and out of the vein every two seconds for as long as this took. Afterwards, my arm bleed straight through and soaked the gauze they gave me - I've never done that before!

It was a really good appointment, and I was pleased with the outcome. Now to just wait for the call!

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Almost "not pregnant"

Wow, I'm really almost not pregnant any more. My hCG level is down to 48, 9 days after miscarriage. That's even lower than my first level, on March 31. Just pray that I don't get stuck in that land of "almost not pregnant" that I've seen some women stuck in for weeks. I'm ready for my body to move on.

It's weird, I can really, really feel the difference in hormone levels from last week to today. Even when I cry, it's not a crying of hopelessness and despair, but just an "I'm grieving" cry.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

And the bad news...

I knew something had to go wrong, because that's how my life goes... There was no fetal tissue, just as I had suspected. Everything I got was "from the maternal side" (don't ask me what that means), so I must have missed the baby (as I was pretty sure I had, since I couldn't find anything that looked like a baby in what I gave them). *Insert long string of curse words here, although I won't subject you to reading them.*

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Some good news

Good news #1: My quant hCG is down to 2319 as of Monday morning at 11. That's great because the last time we checked it was April 21 when it was over 8000, and I was pregnant for several weeks after that, so it should have been even higher when I miscarried. I must say, my body doesn't carry babies well, but it sure loses them well. I guess that's something... I have to go in for weekly tests until my quant is less than 5 (a negative result). I will only be here for two more Mondays, so hopefully the numbers will go down as quickly as last time.

Good news #2: They were able to send the baby for karyotyping, so we will hopefully be able to get an answer as to whether the baby was a boy or a girl (I'll be so embarrassed if I was wrong and sad if I have to change Olivia's name!) and more importantly whether the baby was normal (a sign of a problem with me) or had (an) extra chromosome(s) than one or was missing one or more (probably random chance) or if the chromosomes were abnormal (could be random chance or a problem with Jonathan or myself, which they could test us for).

I'm quite happy about both of those pieces of news. The former means that my body will return back to normal more quickly, which means that we can try again sooner, rather than later. The latter means we will have (slightly) more guidance for knowing where to test, or if to test at all.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

I hate statistics.

I have always hated to hear statistics because I always come out on the bottom. What? I have a 1 in 10 chance of winning that prize? Yeah, right, I don't win contests. Whenever we play Settlers of Catan, if I place my towns on one or more 8's you can bet that an 8 will be rolled only once the entire game. Those people you see on TV who have won the lottery and never have to work again? I will never be one of them, which is why I'm not stupid enough to buy lottery tickets.

After a fetal heartbeat is detected, your chances of miscarriage drop to around 5%. That on top of the fact that I had just had a baby with seeming random chromosomal problems made me feel safe (what are the odds of two in a row?)... But that was just stupid. Of course I'm going to come out on the bottom.

Can you tell I haven't left the anger stage yet?

Scared question of the day: if Max wasn't a SAB (spontaneous abortion), does that disqualify me from possible treatments? On one site talking about recurrent pregnancy loss, they said that you should see a doctor for testing after two SAB. I've only had one of those...

Monday, May 18, 2009

Grief stage 2: anger

How did this happen? Can anyone please fill me in? One day I am pregnant and we see the baby on the ultrasound screen, moving around with a heartbeat. The next day I'm bleeding, even though I had awful morning sickness most of that day. The next day I'm cramping. The next day my baby is gone. I'm now in that bitter wasteland between random chance and recurrent pregnancy loss - I haven't lost enough babies to be treated by most doctors as higher risk, and yet my chances of having two non-recurrent problem miscarriages in a row is only 4%. May I ask why I have to loose three babies for anyone to pay attention to me? Isn't two enough?

My first order of business after we get our new insurance is to call them and see if they'll pay for testing after two pregnancy losses. If they will (and maybe even if they won't), my second order of business is to find an Ob/Gyn in Maryland who treats two losses as a problem.

I gave them my baby today and asked them to karyotype her. My nurse said she would check with a doctor to make sure they could do that (insurance-wise), and then as long as they had enough fetal tissue they would do so. I'm hoping that everything works out with that so that I can know one way or the other: if she was normal, I'm going to demand testing, of course; if not, okay, fine, it was just random chance and we'll try again.

On another note, do you realize how hard it is to give your baby's little body away, even if she might help you save your future babies? I wanted to take her out of there and run far away. My poor little girl is going to be cut into pieces and tested on, and then burned. I'm so sorry, Livvie; I wish I could have kept you to myself. Mama loves you so much, baby girl.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Blessed be the name of the Lord.

Olivia Faith Burnham was born into heaven
on Sunday, May 17, 2009 at 9:45 pm.
Her parents are happy to know that
she is safe in the arms of Jesus
alongside her big brother, Max.

We love you, Max and Olivia. Mommy and daddy will be up there in just the blink of an eye, okay?

“Naked I came from my mother’s womb,
And naked shall I return there.
The LORD gave, and the LORD has taken away;
Blessed be the name of the LORD.”
-Job 1:21