Well, I'm finally ready to talk about the whole pregnancy thing now….so if you want to hear the story….click there —>
Where to begin…..
Well first off I had two very pale positive home pregnancy tests (HPTs). And I was one week late! So I called the doctor's office and they sent me for a blood test. I was so very excited because I thought finally finally this was it!
Blood test results: Big Fat Negative.
Devastation.
Medical assistant says the doctor will probably want to put me on Provera (to make me bleed since I'm a week late and I'm not bleeding).
Well, I did some research. Blood test companies don't recommend you test before TWO weeks late. Also, HCG levels can vary so much in early pregnancy that most of the time the doctor will recommend that if you have symptoms (which I did), are late (which I was), and had positive HPT (which I did), that you retest in a few days.
So after medical asst talks to the doctor a few days later, doctor has said, yes to Provera. But I said, uhhh…NO. I am not comfortable with that until I know what is going on in there. So I asked to test again in a few days. Okay, no problem. So they mailed me the paperwork.
That weekend two more HPTs came back faintly positive. I was up again figuring that the first blood test was a false negative and the next blood test would show I really was pregnant.
So, by the time I went for the 2nd blood test, I was now 2 1/2 weeks late…still nauseous…still sore breasts…etc. I was excited. So on Friday afternoon, I desperately tried to find someone in the doctor's office to get me the results so I didn't have to wait all weekend. Finally, I got someone.
Blood test results: Big Fat Negative
Shock and disbelief. It HAS to be wrong! I'm late! I'm nauseous! What is going on?
But I had to wait until Monday to talk to the dr's office again.
By Monday I was THREE weeks late and I had had a tiny bit of bleeding on Friday night. But nothing since then, and bleeding can happen in early pregnancy and not be anything to worry about.
Monday the medical assistant AGAIN says doctor wants to prescribe Provera. Uh…NO. Not until I know for sure what is going on in there! I was really disgusted that all the doctor wanted to do was throw pills at me and make me bleed instead of trying to figure out what was going on.
So at that point I made an appointment with the Nurse Practitioner for Friday since none of the doctors had an appointment before February 17.
So, on Tuesday (the 27th of January) night I bled some more. Now I was starting to get worried that my little journey was ending abruptly. Wednesday bled on and off all day, but not a lot, so I still didn't feel like I had an answer. Thursday I went to work but felt really shitty all day (and there is really no other word to describe how I felt). When I went to the bathroom at work at one point, I had a ton of clotty stuff coming out (sorry if you are squeamish). I felt so awful and was crampy and soooo nauseous that I ended up leaving work two hours early. I managed to drive myself home after calling to warn Mike he might have to come get me. After I got home my cramps got worse and worse until they became the absolute worst cramps I've ever had and no Advil to be found. I was curled up in bed where no position was comfortable and going back and forth to the bathroom on and off where more clotty stuff came out. I was not bleeding enough to go to the ER, but it was scary enough. My lower back was killing me and I felt like I wanted to die. Mike was out, but came home as soon as he could stopping at the drugstore to get Advil and a heating pad. That combination FINALLY took the edge off the pain and I could relax a bit. But, I also realized that this was most likely the end of whatever had been going on for the last few weeks.
The next day I went to the see the NP and pretty much assumed I had had a miscarriage. Of course, my doctor's office being the joyful place that it is, they quickly put a damper on those thoughts. Here are some choice quotes from my visit with the NP with my parenthetical thoughts added:
“Well, at your age, three weeks late is normal.” [even if I've never been more than a few days late in my life?]
“Hmm, HPTs are usually accurate, so that is weird, but it could be something hormonal that caused it to go positive.” [And what hormone would that be? One that you just invented? *See below to see the only three things that can cause a false positive on an HPT.
“Well, you know, your eggs are old and your husband's sperm is old and it's hard for them to get together and work right when they're old. But it is true that lots of women over 35 do get pregnant.” [Ummm…my husband's sperm is OLD? Have you ever heard of Tony Randall?]
“Well, when you're three weeks late, you're going to get a lot of heavy bleeding when you finally have your period.” [Or maybe I'm having a miscarriage :P THAT might explain it.]
So anyway, with all that lightness and joy she decided to send me to get a quantitative HCG test to see if “had” been pregnant. She was sure that would tell us. And get my blood typed since I didn't know what it was.
So, I go get the blood test and have to wait until Tuesday to get the results.
Blood test results: HCG level less than 1
So according to the NP that means that it is “highly unlikely that I was pregnant or miscarried.”
Highly unlikely? So that means I could have been.
“Well, I don't want to get your hopes up.” [Gee, maybe having the belief that I CAN get pregnant even though I miscarried is better than thinking it was all a big mistake?]
“If you were, it wasn't in the last 2-3 weeks.” [Hmm, it would seem to me that if the body realized very early on that it's not viable then it wouldn't keep making HCG and the levels would therefore go down quickly.]
And what about the positive HPTs?
“Well I don't know how to explain that.” [umm…maybe I was pregnant and I miscarried? Let's start there.]
Anyway, as you can see, it was not a pleasant experience with my doctor's office. And I have decided not to step foot in that office ever again.
I do NOT want a doctor who throws pills at me. I want a doctor who takes the time to figure out what is wrong with me and works to help me carry a full-term baby if there is any possible way for me to do it. And I certainly do not want to go to an office where the other staff talk out of their ass because they don't know what they are talking about.
So, in conclusion (aren't you relieved? lol) I believe I was pregnant. Mike believes I was pregnant. Other people I know believe I was pregnant. I think the doctor's office is so focused on test results that they did not listen to anything I was saying. I'm not crazy or illogical. The evidence on the side of BEING pregnant far outweighed the evidence against it which was ONLY three blood tests. Maybe my blood has a factor that hides it. I have no idea. But I do know that I felt pregnant. And when I miscarried, I felt like it was gone.
So, if you've read this far, thank you. I am keeping a positive outlook. We did it once, we'll do it again. Baby, baby, here we come.
*What can cause a false positive on HPT?
1. fertility drugs [not taking]
2. recent miscarriage [no]
3. ovarian cysts [highly doubtful, especially when all the
other symptoms of pregnancy were present]