Tonight's Topic: Ectopic

2020 certainly has been a long strange year, and it's only June. I have been an emotional rollercoaster the past 4 weeks. Here's a rundown of how it went.

May 28th: I got my first positive pregnancy test EVER. It was surreal. I was testing because I wanted to drink for my birthday and wanted to check just in case...but I didn't get a positive ovulation test so it's not possible right? But there it was...a line! A faint one but it was there! I ran out of the bathroom shouting "NO SHIT" rushing to look at it under a brighter light, a line!!!

May 28th-June 1st: I tested so many times, I just couldn't believe it was real, did we finally get lucky after so many negative months? It was a happy birthday weekend, I felt so on top of the world.

June 2nd: I went to my confirmation appointment, according to the doctor my urine was negative. I should have known then that this was a bad omen. I immediately started crying, my dreams were dashed. We checked my blood for HCG just in case, it would only show up if I was pregnant. It ended up being 24, my hope was back.

June 4th: Two days later we checked again to make sure the HCG was rising correctly, this time it was 25.6 which was definitely no where near doubling. The doctor called and told me I was probably miscarrying but to come in for more bloodwork to double check, I once again was devastated.

June 8th: HCG level was 111!! The baby was back in business

June 10th: HCG level 248

June 15th: HCG level 765. The doctor had me set up an ultrasound for the next week, I couldn't wait to see my little buddy.

June 24th: It was ultrasound day! I went in nervous but excited, my husband was facetimed in because no guests are aloud during Coronavirus. The ultrasound lady started moving the wand around and my heart dropped, I knew she couldn't find it. My uterus was empty. They quickly got me in with a doctor who explained I either had a missed miscarriage where my body didn't realize I miscarried yet OR I had an ectopic pregnancy which we would need to take care of ASAP before it bursts a tube, we would check my HCG again to see if it was going up or down....it was 3142. I went home and cried and laid in bed all day, it was really over. There was no baby coming.

June 25th: I had to go in and get en endometrial biopsy has final confirmation that I had an ectopic pregnancy. The biopsy would be able to tell the doctor if there was ever a baby in my uterus, if not, the baby was somewhere it shouldn't be. The biopsy was ROUGH. The doctor had to retrieve tissue from my uterus. I can still feel the pain and the scraping. It was a quick procedure but it was very violating. I yelled during the process, I usually don't flinch at pain but damn. The doctor also told me that the way my ovaries are fused behind my uterus that he thought I also have Endometriosis on top of my already known PCOS. After this was all settled he would recommend me to a reproductive specialist.

June 26th: The doctor called me urgently the next morning. I now had a confirmed ectopic pregnancy. We caught it early enough to treat it with medicine instead of surgery, but we had to act TODAY to make sure the baby didn't grow any further. I had a full day of running around. I had to go get bloodwork done to make sure my kidneys were good to process the meds, then ran over to the other side of town to sign a consent form. The shot I had to get was actually a shot of chemo called Methotrexate. Because of this I literally had to go to a cancer treatment facility to get it. Because chemo kills fast growing cells, it will be able to dissolve the embryo before it gets bigger and really hurts me. While I was much better today because I had answers, it was a strange and surreal day. The shot itself was painless but I know there are symptoms to come so now it's a waiting game.