Poult Update

Yesterday I found out my HcG levels doubled! On Monday they were 430 and on Wednesday on 1,066! This was fantastic news. I was/am super [cautiously] excited. My progesterone was still hovering around 16 (should be between 12-84), but I did double my dosage, so I’m hoping the next draw they will be higher. This […]

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Poult

The last couple days have gone by in a blur. On Monday afternoon I had my blood drawn. On Tuesday afternoon I found out what my numbers were; they were not stellar. My HcG was 430 and my Progesterone was 16. Not good. According to my calculations my HcG should have been roughly 6,880. A […]

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Checkin’ In

Two nights ago I started to feel nauseous. My mom thinks it’s all in my head. Either way, I didn’t get sick yet. My breasts have been really tender the last few days. My belly is bruised from the heparin shots. My vagina is constantly leaking from the progesterone suppositories. I’m more tired than normal, […]

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Days

Warning: Pregnancy Rant Ahead Second Warning: This contains lots of non structured nonsense in no particular order. So, I’ve made it another day with no blood. So very thankful for that. Every single time I go to the bathroom I’m saying a prayer before I check and a prayer after saying thank you for one […]

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Prayin’ kind.

I know earlier I had a very positive attitude, but I am really scared. It’s so hard to go down this road again. I’m so very grateful that we have been given another chance at being parents. But I am so scared. Eleven years ago, this was the exact path I was on. My period […]

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Don’t count your chickens before they’re hatched?

I’m pregnant. Yeah. Shocked? That makes more than two of us. So if you’ll recall in a few posts ago (here), I took two tests. One had a very, very, very faint line (Friday). You wouldn’t have even known there was a line there unless you really looked. Took another test two days later… And […]

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Imaginary Line

I took a test Friday night… There was nothing there. Not even anything close to resembling a line. I cried, cried and cried some more. I didn’t realize how much I wanted it to be positive. My husband has to work a split shift on Friday’s… He goes to work from 8-noon and back to […]

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