On Saturday I got a BFP, and tested again on Sunday, just to be sure. My initial reaction was Oh %#&%, followed by a little smile, and then a big worry - after all my remaining tube was repaired. Went for rush bloods on Monday night - to test for HCG and progesterone.
Tuesday morning, my eyes opened and I was out of bed way before my alarm - this for someone with no body clock. I was at work at 07h15. Then the wait for the doctor's call began. That felt like a lifetime. I phoned his rooms at 08h50 and Florence told me he wasn't there yet. I asked her if my fax had arrived and she said it's on his desk. I phoned again at 09h15, and then at 09h45 he was in a consultation. There was nothing I could do to bribe this woman. At this point I started thinking, if there was something to worry about he would have called first thing. Little smile. He says I'm about 3 weeks, meaning 5 weeks since Aunt Flo was last here.
He finally called at 10h15. I answered, he introduced himself, and he asked me how I am. Hmm. I asked him to tell me. He said the results are good. Hcg levels are 652,5 and progesterone is high at 62. What's even better is he is happy that we have nothing to worry about. Normal progesterone levels are 25, and a reason to worry is 5 or less. No need to go for further bloods, the progesterone test was the key to knowing if I am okay or not. Our first appointment is on 27 December. Big smile.
Admittedly, I'm still nervous and worried, but there is nothing I can do so until our first scan I'll just take it easy. Our prayers have been answered. DH is very happy, I asked him if he is ready to be a parent, and do you know what he said? He was already ready a long time ago. Nuff said.
"Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful." ~Norman Vincent Peale
"At Christmas, all roads lead home." ~Marjorie Holmes
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