I am so tired. Soooo tired. I can barely keep my eyes open to type this.
I had my second beta hCG today and it quadrupled since last Friday! I also got my results back from the test on Friday this morning (after I had my blood drawn for the second test) and getting the results from the nurse went something like this:
Nurse: “Well. Your number was 35.”
Me: “Oh, okay.” I think that is perfectly fine since it is 10DPO.
Nurse: “Well…that’s pretty low. We’re going to have to see what happens with today’s sample to see if you’re really pregnant.”
Me: “WHAT? If I’m ‘really pregnant’?! That blood was drawn ten days after ovulation, that is the first day anyone could have possibly gotten a positive on a home pregnancy test, HOW can that be a bad number if you double it and extrapolate what it would be at 14DPO?”
Nurse: “Like I said, we will have to see if it doubles today to see if you’re really pregnant. I’m sorry.”
Me: “Um. Thanks?”
AHHH! That nurse made me SOOO mad. I knew 35 (whatever units) was not bad at ALL for 10DPO. It wouldn’t even be that bad for 12DPO. Bah! If I’m “really pregnant.” I am so put out. The last time I checked, anything over 5 was considered positive. So anyway, my test today came back at a whopping 154. That’s a 4.4x increase since Friday. Who’s really pregnant NOW, Nurse Grimmaw?? I have seethed and stewed about this all day. You’d think I could let it go after getting my results – which were fabulous – but no. I want to jump up in the air with my arm in a triangle, and bring it down on the nurse’s shoulder and yell “HOO HAA! How do you like those numbers, you nay-saying anti-Human Chorionic Gonadatropin expert?”
So anyway, everything is going well. We have an appointment to have an ultrasound on the 18th of November (a week from Friday) and maybe we’ll be able to see the heartbeat then, but I’m not sure. I think I’ll be a few days shy of 6 weeks so that might be sort of early. But we can always hope!