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September 16th it was confirmed I was pregnant for the 6th time. It was both terrifying and exciting. Terrifying it would be another failed pregnancy; exciting to be possibly adding to our family.
Our excitement grew as I became very sick with the dreaded "morning sickness" that seemed to be extreme this time around. It raised our hopes and gave us peace. But. There is always a but. We went for my first ultra sound and it happened. We were informed it was another empty sac. I scheduled a "peace of mind" ultrasound for the following the week. Nothing changed except the sac was dropping and became abnormal shaped. We moved forward with having a D&C and completing the miscarriage.
After I had the surgery we moved on with life. We got back in to our routine and continued life. We traveled for Thanksgiving, started preparing for Christmas and planning Nella's 5th birthday party.
Then, on the morning of December 9th things took a very confusing turn. Andy had just left for work, I was laying on the couch with Gordie, and Nella had just gotten up and wanted breakfast. I get up off the couch and notice blood. I assumed I started my cycle (first one since my miscarriage) but when I get upstairs the alarm bells started going off when I notice the flow is extreme so I toss pop tarts and cereal bars on the table for Nella and hop in the shower. While in the shower I pass a huge clot that is not normal for a monthly cycle. I immediately call Andy and catch him before he gets to the office. I explain what is happening and he turns around to come home. He arrives at the same time as my mom.
We arrive at the ER and get "settled" in a room. They have me give a urine sample and then hook me up to an IV and take my blood. I tested positive for another pregnancy. But since it had only been 5 weeks since my surgery and I haven't had a cycle everyone was confused about the situation. I get wheeled in to the ultrasound room and have an external and internal exam done. The results came back with me having a cyst in each ovary. One measured at 2 cm and the other at 5cm. But this isn't a concern. My hcg levels came back really low, in the 70's, and with that being low it would be unlikely to find a sac, anyway, since I would have to be very newly pregnant, if I really am. I also had a pelvic exam showing I still had some more clots to pass.
I was able to be released being told to expect passing some more clots and to go into the lab on Monday for more blood work to check my hcg levels again and then do a follow up appt. with my regular OB.
We are still trying to wrap our heads around this; to fully understand what is happening and why it's happening. It's so unexpected and we had no idea I was/am pregnant. The fear is always there that the passing of this one will put me back in the hospital. And my hatred of my body, the lack of being able to conceive properly after having 4 successful and, for the most part, healthy pregnancies and births is hard to take...even after the 3rd time.
But my body is taking this well. I feel fairly normal and anxious for this round to be completed. I am praying this will never happen again. Praying that if we are to ever get pregnant again it will be a healthy, successful pregnancy and we can finally add that 5th blessing to our ever growing family. And continuously praying that God keeps us in His mighty, comforting presence.
Romans 15:4
“For whatever things were written before were written for our learning, that we through the patience and comfort of the Scriptures might have hope.”
2 Corinthians 1:3
“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort.”
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