Well, today was the third pregnancy blood test. I felt really
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Test Results continued:
In Limbo Friday When the patient coordinator finally received the news of my pregnancy test, she had to begin the explanation with the following, “Your results are weird.” That seemed about right. She went on to explain that my HCG level was 8. Anything above 5 is considered a positive pregnancy test, but the medical professionals prefer the numbers much higher. I would prefer a higher number too. The coordinator encouraged me that this could be very good as she had known some other patients who started off with super low HCG levels, as low as 9 in fact, who went on to give birth to the babies detected by that very test. I didn't know whether to feel hopeful or devastated. I immediately started visiting both ends of that spectrum. The next step was to wait a few days and go for another blood test to see if the levels doubled. Saturday I had a good day today. My husband went out and purchased several HPT kits. I took one this morning and a positive result was actually readable. The lines are only detected at a level of 15 of the HCG, which means my levels had to have increased enough to be visible. I started to feel nauseous and had a few other symptoms I had when I was pregnant with my daughter. Oh my goodness, can it really be true? How could I be this lucky? We are going to have another baby! My daughter is going to have a brother or sister! Monday I do not have confidence that this will end well. After one day of confidence and hope, yesterday was not so great and neither was today. I haven’t really felt any symptoms worth mentioning since Saturday. In addition, I used pregnancy test sticks yesterday and today and the line, if anything, seemed to get a bit lighter each day. I know that the line gets darker when the HCG level increases. After getting the phone call early today (12:42, to be exact), my level is at 15. My original level was 8, so it has not quite doubled. Still, my patient coordinator tells me I have every reason to be hopeful and optimistic, but my gut is telling me something different. This was our last chance. |