Waiting, Barely Breathing
[Cross-posted from Baby Makes Three.]
After this morning, the latest in a series of ultrasounds, we have been told that the most likely explanation for what is happening is a form of miscarriage called anembryonic gestation, or “blighted ovum”. Lorie’s HCG levels are continuing to rise, and the gestational sac is still growing, but no yolk sac or embryo shows up on ultrasound. What we’re finding especially difficult to take, at the moment, is that we can’t know for sure. The doctor wants us to wait for two weeks and come back for another ultrasound. We have decided to go ahead and wait, rather than elect a D and C now, because we want to give this pregnancy every chance. There is still a chance things will turn out well, but we admit that it’s pretty damn small chance, and to be honest we are not especially hopeful.
I can’t begin to express how much everyone’s thoughts, prayers, and well-wishes have meant to us. Naturally, we received all sorts of advice, including that perhaps it would be wiser not to tell people about a pregnancy until it’s further along, because of the risk of miscarriage in the first trimester. I am here to say that even if this does end in miscarriage, I will never be sorry we chose to start sharing our news when we did. Had we followed such advice, I cannot imagine the idea that at least we didn’t tell anybody we were pregnant would be very comforting right now.
Please keep your fingers crossed, everybody.
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