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Home › Diaries › Dawn L › November 1, 2000

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November 1, 2000

8 weeks

Wow! It's November already. Cool. Before I know it, it will be January. We are super busy in November and December. Lots of stuff has happened since last week, so I better get started ...

First, I need to tell you about my visit when I miscarried. I had started to spot fairly heavily, so the doctor told me to come in for a second hCG test. While I sat in traffic, I could tell it was more than spotting. So when I got to the office, I asked to use the rest room. It was very heavy. I came out of the bathroom crying. The lady knew I wouldn't want to go back to the waiting room and led me to a room. The doctor came in and said my levels from two days earlier were almost nonexistent. She asked how I thought I was PG. I told her I took five tests, four different brands and they all said I was. I'm in tears and she's telling me she doesn't know how my tests could have been positive. So I went home. A few days later they said my levels were even lower, so that indicated a miscarriage. I had to call and ask for the levels. The nurse said they didn't call, because they figured I knew what had happened. Well, duh. I knew, but I still wanted my results.

A few nights ago I had a nightmare that I went in for my appointment next week and she didn't believe me that I was pregnant. She made me promise that I was really pregnant so I wouldn't be wasting their time again. It was a pretty upsetting dream.

On Friday morning, I called because I felt terrible, and I wasn't getting better on my own. My allergies or sinuses were/are acting up or something. They never told me what I could take. On Monday this week I called back and said I obviously wasn't better since I could barely talk. No one called me for hours. I called back and the nurse said she would call me after she spoke to the doctor. She left a message telling me to call her Tuesday. I hate phone tag. This kind of thing always seems to happen with doctors' offices. It's so frustrating. I decided after the way the doctor was so insensitive with the miscarriage, and the lack of help when I felt so terrible, I wanted to find a new doctor.

So, I did. I saw her yesterday. She's wonderful. She kept going on and on about how wonderful this pregnancy is and how amazing it is. She could have been rude and asked why I didn't wait the three months some doctors recommended, but she didn't. She was SOOOO NICE!!! I love her! I go back Friday to have a sonogram and a visit afterwards. That will be great. My hubby will go with me for this appointment. I can't wait to see the heartbeat. Dr. P reassured me that I felt eight weeks along, and not to worry. I feel much better. No nightmares for me anymore!

Thanks for lending me your ear. I was a little long-winded. Can you believe this is the SHORT version?

Until next week,
Dawn edd 6/14/01

(I'm sending a special batch of positive HPT vibes to my buddies. You three stooges know who you are! Good luck this weekend! ~~~~~~~)



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