Things have calmed down. I only see a spot every now and then now. Thank the heavens! I was at work when I saw this. I rushed home and have been on a self-imposed modified bed rest ever since. Taking it as easy as I can.
Thank you for your comments. It was very reassuring to hear that I am not alone and that I am lucky that I am only spotting! I will gladly take all the luck that comes my way! It totally helped put my mind at ease. Thank you!
On top of that, I have been told by five people IRL — two nurses at CCRM, nurse at my perinatologist’s office, a couple of friends — that the culprit is most likely wanda at the ultrasound. The nurse at the peri”s office was the most helpful. She said that the timing of the bleed (day after the ultrasound) suggests that it is likely the ultrasound and that since it took a day, it is a good sign that it is most likely a small bleed and will subside quickly. Apparently, when wanda is pushed against the cervix and the uterus, it can disturb the sensitive lining of the uterus and hence cause it to bleed. The bleed, she said, could last upto two days. And of course, I get to call her (and CCRM) if I am soaking an entire pad. I was told that I could continue activities as normal and don’t have to be on bedrest. Just no lifting 25lbs or higher, no jogging, etc etc. No worries there.
Now that I try to think abt what happened at the ultrasound, I clearly remember it hurting when the tech was trying to look at my ovaries. I didn’t say anything at that point because I just wanted all the measurements to be normal. So my guess is that the “hurt” is what translated into the bleed yesterday.
Talking abt the ultrasound, I owe you guys a proper update. We showed up on time at the office only to find out that there was a scheduling snafu. I was told that I don’t have an appt and hence couldn’t get my ultrasound there. Saying that to a woman who is… uhem… “patiently” waiting for her first ultrasound is not such a good idea. Anyways, long story short, they decide to get us in. After waiting in the waiting area for what seemed like an eternity (probably was 15 mins of earth time), the tech called us in.
She got started with the scan. My hubs was standing right next to me holding my hand. And then there was silence… for what seemed like another eternity. All I could hear was clicking of the buttons at the ultrasound machine. And the tech did not say a word. My only saving grace was that she was clicking buttons… which meant she was measuring something. So not all hope is lost. Then I asked something along the lines of “Can one of you just tell me something?”. To which the tech replied, “Sorry, I will update you once I am done with my measurements.”. Of course, hubs could see the monitor but he had no clue what the hell he was seeing. But he kinda squeezed my hand and smiled. I am thinking he must have seen the black sacs.
Finally, the clicking stopped. The tech told us that she saw two sacs and two heartbeats and proceeded to show these to me. With a tear running down, I asked to hear the heartbeats and she oblidged. The best thing ever! They were both measuring ahead of where I was but history has taught me all too well that ultrasound measurements this early are not that accurate. I am yet to hear details on CRL measurements. Some paperwork fiasco between the office and CCRM. One says they have faxed the report and the other says they haven’t received it! I am going to try to resolve that today.
I still can’t believe this is happening to us. After so many years of disappointment, can this be true? I am just going to count my blessings! Wow!
In other news, as I was rushing home yesterday after the scare, I got a call from the peri’s office. They have an appointment slot for me. They want me to come in for an ultrasound on Monday and a doctor’s appt on Wednesday. I was not in a mood to celebrate yesterday. But, I will be seeing the kiddos again. Woo hoo! Actually, this has made me a little anxious as well. We will get to see if they are growing at the right pace. Fingers crossed.