We Have Had A Change In Plans!!

Our plans have completely changed.  It all started this past Sunday September 30th when I realized I was probably 11 or 12 DPO and I had not started spotting....  I decided what the heck, lets take a test.  So I pulled out my last remaining dollar store test and pee'd on it... After 5-10 minutes I could see a shadow, but I couldn't determine whether or not it had any color.  I was baffled all day on whether or not it was an evap line or something more.  I took a few pictures of it because I wanted to tweak it on countdowntopregnancy.com.  So I did.  On that website people can also vote on your little stick to determine whether or not they think it is a positive or not.  I posted 2 pictures of my little stick, one with bathroom lighting and one with outdoor natural lighting.  The results were pretty inconclusive.  The vote for my indoor pick was 75% + to 25% -, roughly.  And the complete reverse was true for my outside test.

So I pondered this all day long.  I did not tell my husband that I had tested or that I was confused by what my little dollar store cheapy was trying to tell me.  So that night I decided I needed to pull out a FRER, initially I figured I would wait to the morning when I could use FMU however the suspense was killing me so I just had to do it.  I had 2 left, I figured one that night and one in the morning.  Perfect!

So I pee'd on the FRER, and really there wasnt anything there.  I evaluated it in all kinds of different lighting situations like I know many of us infertiles do!!  And I felt like all I could see was an indent line, no color, no nothing.  So I put it down and left it.  Thinking non stop about my little stick while I went back to the computer to continue working on my upcoming presentation.  My little stick kept drawing me to it.  I just had to look again.  Probably 10-15 mins later, heck maybe even 20 minutes I noticed the faintest of pink lines.  I was like ok, what the heck 2 tests today that have evap lines??  I finally decided that I had to tell the husband what the days events had held and that I was incredibally confused!!  I told him I would use my last FRER in the morning and if nothing was there then I would wait out AF.

Needless to say I did not sleep well that night.  The anticipation was killing me!!!  I woke up, ran to the bathroom, pulled out my last beautiful FRER and pee'd on it.  Within the 3 minute time window there was the faintest of faint lines!!  Ok I thought, this has to mean something right??? 

I woke the hubs up, told him the results and told him I needed to call a doctor that day.  But I didnt know which doctor to call....  Should I call my RE or my OBGYN??  My RE and I had not discussed what to do if in fact the HSG was all I needed and I ended up with a BFP....  My husband tells me to slow down, not get to excited and reminded me about our miscarriage.  I told him that was exactly why I needed to call a doctor!  I needed levels and I wanted progesterone.  After I said that out loud to him I knew my best bet and getting what I felt like I needed was through the RE!

So I went to work and waited for the RE's office to open.  I left a message with my RE's nurse and told her about my positive test.  She called me back and said "we need you to come in today to get a blood test!!"  She had urgency in her voice, and I loved it!  I asked her about the progesterone and she said she would call it into the pharmacy as soon as we hung up the phone.  Brilliant!

I went to the office that Monday at 3w4d and had my blood drawn.  I had to wait until Tuesday to get my results.  When the phone rang that Tuesday I had to sit down to listen.  My HCG was 38 and they were happy about that.  And wanted a retest on Wednesday.  At this point I was so thankful that A:  I called on Monday and B: That I called on Monday because I was flying out on Wednesday to leave for PA.  So I was able to stop by the RE's office on the way to the airport.

My RE's nurse said that they wanted my HCG to rise by at least 60% by Wednesday.  I calculated out what a 60% rise would look like so I had a goal in mind and figured I needed to reach 62.  So I had my husband, myself and one of my BFF's take a poll on what my HCG would be on Wednesday.  The results were as follows:  DH: 42 (now he had no idea how much HCG should rise in an normal pregnancy so I had to explain that to him.  once he understood he said 85)  BFF: 295 and Me: 95

I got the glorious phone call yesterday that it was 97!!  Yes!!  That means (because I like to figure these things out and countdowntopregnancy.com has this cool little feature where you can type everything in) I was doubling at a rate of 32.5 hours!! 

All week I have been rubbing the right side of my lower abdomen (since my HSG showed that my uterus was on the right side) and saying grow baby grow!!!

My RE likes to follow patients with serial HCG's until you have reached 100.  They wanted me to come in today to have another lab draw but seeing as how I was in PA to present at a national conference I was not availble to be in TN to have my lab drawn.  We agreed on Monday.  At that point my HCG should be anywhere from 400 (doubling every 72) to 1100 (doubling every 32).  My guess is 852, somewhere in the middle! 

I have a very good feeling that this little "bub" is here to stay!  Thank you God for my many blessings!