Having no control over this process, and having to wait and wait and wait is hard enough when you aren't scared to death of a miscarriage. When you have had a loss, the waiting game and the inability to have any control over the outcome becomes damn near paralyzing.
I kid you not, if I could take my blood at home, I would. But I can't. So what do I do? I pee on sticks.
Here we have 10, 11, and 12 dpo.
A normal person would say, "Holy crap, that's a dark line for 12dpo." I know. That's a really dark line for 12dpo. My period isn't even late yet.
But in my head, this turns into, "Shit. Why didn't the line get a lot darker between 11 and 12 dpo?" Seeing the jump between 10 and 11dpo was so calming to my fears. Seeing the very modest (barely there) increase between 11 and 12dpo, has got me teetering on the edge of freaking out.
My doctor's office closes at noon tomorrow - so I will have my 2nd beta results in about 24 hours.
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