So we thought we had lost our baby. I started bleeding on Saturday night around 5:00. When I say bleeding I don’t mean spotting or a drop here or there, it was A LOT. Karlis had just left for his hockey game and I couldn’t get in touch with him. I called his coach (who was awesome) and he immediately had Karlis call when he got to the rink. Karlis instantly came back to the apartment to be with me. We called our doctor and he increased my dose of progesterone, told me to start bed rest again and be at his office at 8:00 on Monday morning. The bleeding only got worse throughout the night. I had to sleep on towels and get up every hour to go to the bathroom and re-group; it was miserable. Not only because it was impossible to sleep or get comfortable but because I thought I was just cleaning up what was left of our child; it was horrible. Sunday was even worse. Karlis and I had completely decided it was over because of the amount of blood. I cried and he did his best to comfort me while I am sure he was hurting just as much. We came back to Nashville and just waited for our appointment. By Monday morning the bleeding had slowed but not completely stopped. The ultrasound tech was great and immediately showed us what she saw. Our little baby was laying there with his/her heart beating at 172 beats per minute and was dancing all around. It looked like it was throwing some punches….hockey punches maybe? It had grown so much since last week. I was even measuring 4 days ahead of what I should have been. We have never been so relieved. We spoke to the doctor when the ultrasound was done and they could tell the bleeding was coming from outside the placenta and off to the side. My doctor said he felt it was this one’s twin that never really formed from the very beginning. He said that IVF patients bleed 60-70% of the time (now you tell us) and he thought at this point we had a 1% chance of losing it. Great news!
Karlis made a good point to our doctor. The doctor was kind of acting like this was normal and something he saw all the time. Karlis said “well a hockey fight is not scary to me but to you that might be a different story”. The doctor laughed and agreed that yes it would be scary to him and he understood why it scared us so much and went on to say that as parents you are always scared of something. Point taken.
One funny moment of the day was we stopped for Karlis to get coffee on the way in to our appointment. He got it all ready and then spilled the entire thing all over the place. It even went on the lady beside him. He told her sorry and she said it was ok that stuff like that happens. Then this is when the conversation should have ended before opening his mouth again (happens a lot with men, don’t you think?). He said in all seriousness “Could have been worse, I could have spilled it on me”. She then gave him “the look”. Who is this man? That’s not my sweet husband. I think the stress had gotten the best of him. Understandable.
So I am back on bed rest for the remainder of this week and then I am to take things very easy for the next few weeks. Karlis is missing a few games to stay with me and help me maneuver around the house. Good thing Thanksgiving and Christmas will be here soon. That will be lots of time for me to rest. I am also hoping I will enjoy food by then. Currently I am living off of Cheerios, Sonic slushes and Super Bubble bubble gum. Yum!
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