had no intention of writing, but I think I will be good. Other reasons
x (persist) I had a really bad weeks from day 17. It is assumed that on those dates is when you should have implemented something. I spent days haunted by x, I lost my appetite, sleep and hope that this second attempt would be successful. I got tired of progesterone. Ovaries had pain medication did not want to delay the inevitable: the rule. So on Saturday, 22 I did a test with every intention to quit with a good conscience wear it. At 7 am, lately I'm insomniac, I followed the instructions and only came out of the control line. I went back to bed, where Mestral I expected.
"Nothing, I said and closed my eyes.
"But if you wait a minute ... anda going to let pass five rigorous
And there appeared a faint hairline. We could not believe it! we looked, we looked at and gave us the giggles.
The next day the line was a little darker. Not much, but more. With some fear if we precipitabamos we told my parents and my sister. What happiness at that moment! On Tuesday they confirmed in the blood test was positive beta, 75. I started spotting, very little and brown. They sent me rest and increase progesterone. Days passed and he was all better. On Friday, I repeated the beta. Had risen to 575 and staining had disappeared. Mestral
nursed me all the time, did not let me do anything. I played and we emocionabamos pancheta. We looked at the room where you have to make changes and made plans to fix it. We seek your due date: Feb. 2 (haha, the day of our wedding.) What joy pregnancy brings!
On Saturday afternoon, treacherously, without warning, came a red bleeding. I went to bed scared. Please to stop, to please stop. And stopped for the night. But Sunday turned. We went to the emergency room and confirmed our fears. There was nothing in the uterus, but my beta thickened endometrium and was down to 350.
And I cry when I write, because it really hurts. Why? Why? I do not tell me what better now than later, if I had aborted because it would have any problem is the embryo, that means that I can get pregnant. I do not mind. Maybe that will give me comfort in a few weeks, but not now. I have only desire to mourn, and not wanting to see anyone or talk to anyone. Not explain. I can not find the words.
It will happen, but we need some time.
x (persist) I had a really bad weeks from day 17. It is assumed that on those dates is when you should have implemented something. I spent days haunted by x, I lost my appetite, sleep and hope that this second attempt would be successful. I got tired of progesterone. Ovaries had pain medication did not want to delay the inevitable: the rule. So on Saturday, 22 I did a test with every intention to quit with a good conscience wear it. At 7 am, lately I'm insomniac, I followed the instructions and only came out of the control line. I went back to bed, where Mestral I expected.
"Nothing, I said and closed my eyes.
"But if you wait a minute ... anda going to let pass five rigorous
And there appeared a faint hairline. We could not believe it! we looked, we looked at and gave us the giggles.
The next day the line was a little darker. Not much, but more. With some fear if we precipitabamos we told my parents and my sister. What happiness at that moment! On Tuesday they confirmed in the blood test was positive beta, 75. I started spotting, very little and brown. They sent me rest and increase progesterone. Days passed and he was all better. On Friday, I repeated the beta. Had risen to 575 and staining had disappeared. Mestral
nursed me all the time, did not let me do anything. I played and we emocionabamos pancheta. We looked at the room where you have to make changes and made plans to fix it. We seek your due date: Feb. 2 (haha, the day of our wedding.) What joy pregnancy brings!
On Saturday afternoon, treacherously, without warning, came a red bleeding. I went to bed scared. Please to stop, to please stop. And stopped for the night. But Sunday turned. We went to the emergency room and confirmed our fears. There was nothing in the uterus, but my beta thickened endometrium and was down to 350.
And I cry when I write, because it really hurts. Why? Why? I do not tell me what better now than later, if I had aborted because it would have any problem is the embryo, that means that I can get pregnant. I do not mind. Maybe that will give me comfort in a few weeks, but not now. I have only desire to mourn, and not wanting to see anyone or talk to anyone. Not explain. I can not find the words.
It will happen, but we need some time.
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