A short recap/update:
Here are the levels again (two new ones added):
March 24th: HcG was 430, Progesterone 16.61
March 26th: HcG was 1,066, Progesterone 16.16 (it went down?! After googling this, apparently this does fluctuate)
March 31st: HcG was 3,795, Progesterone 20
April 2nd: HcG was 6880, Progesterone 18 (down again)
April 4th: HcG was 9254, Progesterone 14 (down even further)
April 6th: Still waiting on results. Went to the immediate care to get blood work done. They want every 48 hours, no matter what.
When I talked to the doctor on Saturday the 5th, they wanted me to stay on heparin and triple my dosage of progesterone. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.
A couple of things about progesterone:
I started taking it three days after I ovulated, just like my RE wanted me to. Once I had a positive pregnancy test, I was supposed to stay on it. If I had a negative test, I was supposed to get off of it and wait for my period. During this time frame, when I was taking the progesterone I discovered last month, when I was pregnant, the progesterone didn’t give me any side effects. I didn’t have the extreme cramping that I had in prior months. Conclusion: If I took the progesterone and I was cramping super bad, I wasn’t pregnant. If I didn’t have cramping, I was pregnant. Good to know.
What the doctor/nurses have failed to tell me is that if you’re taking suppositories, you HAVE to clean it out at least once a day. I found this out the hard way, after they wanted me to double my progesterone. I just kept putting it in, thinking that’s what I was supposed to do. Yeah. Imagine the build up. I was so swollen and sore a few days ago, so painful. My husband had to help “clean me out” because I couldn’t bare to do it. I felt so much better once everything was out. So, now that I’m on a triple dose, it’s triple the fun. I’m alternating between Crinone (the gel) and the Endometrin (the suppositories). I seem to do better with the gel (it seems to absorb much better), but for some reason the doctor wants me on suppositories only (which is 6 suppositories a day!). I’m so far beyond uncomfortable. I can’t have sex with my husband because I’m so swollen, sore and uncomfortable.
Tomorrow we have our first ultrasound. I’m so terrified. If I’m really 7 weeks, we should be able to see Baby Poult; we should be able to hear the heartbeat. I’m going to talk to the doctor about getting oral progesterone or getting shots. Or a combination of pills, shots and suppositories. My vagina can’t take too much more right now.
Going back to past pregnancies… The second baby made it to day 51… the third baby made it to day 45. Today is day 51. If I make it through the day, this will be my second longest pregnancy (the first one went to 12 weeks). My doctor was fine with my HcG levels for this pregnancy; they’re so much higher than past pregnancies… I’m worried about my progesterone, though. The fact that it’s going down is definitely not a good sign. I’m so worried and scared. The longer I’m pregnant the more chance I risk of having to have surgery if I do miscarry. I’m trying not to think about that, but obviously that thought never goes away. I’m so happy that the pregnancy has lasted this long. We’ll see what tomorrow brings. Hopefully the numbers are good. Hopefully there’s a baby with a yolk sac hanging out in my uterus, comfy and cozy.
April 13th I should have been baby #2’s one year birthday. My best friend is due to give birth any minute. Life is so ironic.