So sad!

Yesterday was so sad. The clouds rolled in on such a beautiful day after the knowledge of Michael Jackson’s demise. I hope he is at peace. Stars that bright burn out so sudden and so fast. It just doesn’t feel right.

His voice and music was amazing! I grew up watching all his videos. Remember Captain Eo at Disneyland, I loved loved loved that show. I had the poster by my bed and kissed it every night before I went to sleep. I thought the photos on the Thriller album were so hot.

I found out he was hospitalized on the net and turned on the tv to see he died! My cuz’s and my jaw dropped in shock!

I hope the sick bastard that took a pic of him intubated on a stretcher and sold it to media burns in hell. That’s really not right.

Too too sad.

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Another unfortunate anniversary

It’s been a year since I lost “Adrien”. Damn, time flies.  Adrien was a true miracle.  No ovulation tests, no watching my mucus, no temping, no monitoring of my cycle whatsoever.  I hadn’t done that since 2005.  It was nice to know that I ovulated on my own.  I was also nice to know that my husb and I can make a baby the old-fashion way (saved us thousands).

But Adrien was not meant to be. Adrien was a chemical pregnancy.  Adrien came to us and was gone in a week.  Today, a year ago, I was bleeding like a period, went to the urgent care center and found my hcg level to be down to <2 with nothing showing on the ultrasound. 

Dear Adrien, you were a dream.  I’m sorry you could not stay and be realized.  Instead, God wanted you in heaven with your brothers.

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Live and learn, Peri visit

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Referral finally went through so, first peri visit on 3/27/09.  Husb and I drove like 30 miles to a teaching hospital (UCSD)  that had perinatal and genetic services. So we talked to Dr. T.  (new chick) and discussed my pregnancy history, but first, she did a quick viability u/s.  Lil’ bit is growing fine and looks more like a baby with the skeleton glowing and squirming around in there.  My husb. calls the baby “gummy bear” so he was so excited to see his gummy bear moving on the screen.  Fiesty one…think it’s a girl.  We’ve seen baby 5 times now with a great heartbeat.  At 6 w, 8w, 9w (ER), 10w, and now @ 11w2d.  So begins the talk about my history.  I had to relive the last moments with my twins. Very painful, but necessary.  According to Dr. T. my case is not clear-cut.  I could have IC or PTL or infections that started the whole process (raging UTI at the time).  In other words, she can’t really tell so I had to get my hospital record with the pathology report for her to continue to piece the picture together.  Same shit they told me when I lost the twins.  Docs don’t really know what happened.

Apparently, with “true IC” a person may have discharge, leak or break their bag of water and the cervix is already dilated so delivery happens fairly quickly.  In my case, I leaked, broke my bag, then had contractions in the ER, but I had to be induced to go into full blown labor and that happened like 5 days later since I was like 1-2 cm dilated. Plus because it was twins, it’s even trickier because of the weight of two babies, two sacs.  But I remember feeling like there was something in my cooch the night before my water broke but I wasn’t sure.  So I’m thinking IC because baby A’s sac was bulging.  Either way, we have choices and she is not jumping on the cerclage bandwagon yet due to it’s risks, especially if it’s not really necessary.  Go figure.

1. Take progesterone shots to prevent PTL that could lead to IC.

2. Get a cerclage and take progesterone to cover for IC and PTL

3. Do nothing, watch and wait, get  my cervix checked every 2 weeks and pray it doesn’t shorten or else an emergent cerclage  is needed.

In the meantime, start getting my cervix checked for length and vaginal cultures for any infections.

Hmmmmmm.  The risks of the cerclage: rupture my membranes, screw up my cervix (even more than Dr. L’s dumb ass already did with the LEEPs), infection, andor fetal demise due to early labor.  My husb made a good point that the risks of doing it are the same as the risks of not doing it.  We’ve been through the scenario before and would like to PREVENT it. Watching and waiting freaks me out because I had seen Dr. L. less than a week before my water broke.   In the two weeks that I’m waiting for another check up, I could dilate. Dr. T. said think about it, she’ll send recommendations to Dr. M. (we see her on 4/6) and to call the office if we have more questions or make up our mind.  I want to do everything to save this baby, especially since we couldn’t save baby B last time. 

We went the hospital that I delivered the twins at and got my chart.  I should’ve done that a loooong time ago, but I just didn’t have the strength.  I also realized that stupid Dr. L. should’ve gotten my pathology report and let me know what it said, but he never did.  What the hell!  Thank goodness, I am persistent and we have a new OB.  So I read the report and learned some things.

  • Baby A was a boy.  So his name should be Angelus, not Angeline.  Sorry baby.  We couldn’t tell because his skin and body parts were macerated.   So we had two boys.  If they were alive, their names would’ve been totally different. Angelus’s placenta was infected and even his umbilical cord was infected.  My poor suffering son. I almost cried reading the report.  But we had to know.
  • Augustin was not infected.  Could we save him, maybe.  But the risk of the infection spreading was too high.  I always miss you both.

So the choice is ours again.  I think we’ll take door # 2 .

8 weeks of fun

So now I’m 8 weeks and feeling the nausea and indigestion with an order of vomiting. Yuck, vomiting makes my diaphragm hurt. And that 3 hour window to eat is no joke. Lil’ bit is not gonna wait 4 or 5 hours for food, 3 is it! If I don’t have something in my mouth ready to chew, the nausea is unbearable and then starts the running to the bathroom. I’ve been getting nauseous at work too. So when I get busy but notice that it’s been awhile since I ate something, I just take a eating break. I don’t care if my patient is doing backflips over the bed, I need food when I need it. I was eating gummy bears and noticed that its about the same size as the baby. Kinda cute! Baby is a hungry bear!

I’m not sleeping well and I think it’s affecting my work. I get frustrated more easily and exhausted by the time I come home. I even come into work looking tired and people keep asking me if I’m okay. Do I look like shit or something? Is there a sign on my forehead that says “something is different?” I snapped at my husb the other day because he couldn’t understand how I have so many days off and spend all my time in bed, but I’m not sleeping, then tried to give me suggestions. I’m not hearing you dude! If this is how its gonna be when lil’ bit is born, I’ll be well trained.

I’ve also noticed that the death of the twins has greatly affected my relations at work. I don’t socialize as much at all and I realized that the people I was cool with last year, I don’t even really talk to. It’s like they haven’t experienced any kind of loss and life is a bowl of cherries all the time. I experienced a lot of death last year and they don’t understand the sadness.  I think I’m just stressing over my appointment today and the fact being pregnant after a loss is nerve-wrecking. You want this pregnancy to continue, but you’re terrified that it won’t and almost brace yourself for that scenario. Then, you get excited that you’ve reached a milestone, only to realize that there are a million more milestones to go. One chick at work at work is maybe a few weeks ahead of me and is telling everyone she is two months pregnant. Then another chick is pregnant and every other word out of her mouth is “I’m pregnant” or talking about her toddler. I hate how they’re so sure that nothing will go wrong. Of all the known pregnancies that have occured at work, mine was the only one that failed. What are the odds? The younger chicks can’t even imagine what I went through, but some of the older ladies had their own stories of m/c, stillbirths and triumphs. One lady told me how she never got to have kids because she wasted her child-bearing years with a bad husband. Damn, that sucks. I think people thought I would pregnant right away after the twins and noticed that I haven’t so maybe there’s a problem. Then talking about pregnancies around me is like walking on egg-shells. Kiss my ass people. Maybe I should transfer to another unit.

Just found out my husb’s other baby-mama is preg. with a girl and will probably deliver in May or so. She’s married with 2 boys (including 6 y.o. Dom) plus a stepson. Lucky bitch…

New Year, New Day, New Cycle

Let’s make this year a good one!

Happy Angel Day Angeline and Augustin!

It has been exactly one year since we lost the the twins.  They were sadly born and died 1/9/08. I can’t believe time has gone so quickly, I still get flashbacks every now and then of events leading to their demise.  I wanted to commemorate each day of events leading to today by inflating a white balloon with scripture on each.  I opted to put scripture on one, but still inflate the balloons so that today we can let them go.  Symbolic…from 1/4 to 1/9 of fear, disbelief, decision, despair, anguish, and sadness. And that today I would somehow let some of that go by letting go of the balloons in their honor.  Plus the balloons are flying up to heaven with them. We’ll lay low tonight and light candles in their honor.

My husband and I decided to start a new IUI cycle this month after getting the green light from my recent labwork.  TSH = 1.5, great for conception!  We patiently waited for my period to start and low and behold, it started on 1/4/09  (a year ago that date my water broke @ almost 16 weeks).  We went for our baseline ultrasound on day 3 which was 1/6 and uterus/ovaries/labs looked good so the NP said it was okay to start taking my follistim 75 iu.  Last time we started @ 50 iu, but she said that I responded slowly, so they upped the dose.  I just pray that my ovaries don’t respond too much.  One embryo is fantastic, twins are nice, but triplets are super high risk with my weak cervix.

I got great news regarding the meds. My husband’s insurance is so freaking wonderful that $700 worth of injectibles was only $15.  How awesome is that!  So I’m excited and nervous at the same time.  But my resolution was to be more positive and I am thinking very positively.  Plus we’ll do it again.  We are so eager to have a child together, we keep playing the name game.   I think we’ll have a boy (chinese gender chart), but if we have a boy and girl or boy/boy we have names.  He wants a girl, if we have two girls we have names too.  “But what about…”  My husband likes finding names.

I’ m trying not to have too much pride that I will get my BFP because I don’t want to jinx it. We know I can get pregnant, my body needs help with hormones.  We also know I can carry two babies for up to 4 months with no help, so this time we are getting help with a cerclage.  I have a new OB-Gyn (Dr. M) on board who will refer me to the same Perinatologist (Dr. D) that I saw in the hospital (we trust him).  Knowledge is power and sometimes ingnorance is bliss.  But this time I love the knowledge.

I have an appointment with RE on 1/12 and 1/14 and that will determine when the IUI will be.  Hopefully next weekend so that the tww will be done by my husband’s birthday.  What a great present that would be! God willing…

Sad today 1/23/08

Super sad today, it has been 2 weeks since we lost our twins (born/died at 16 weeks on 1/9/08) and it’s still killing me.  The memory of the events of that day haunt me every once in a while and I keep thinking about how I’m supposed to explain it to people (like I really care what they think).  My kids meant the world to me.  It took 2 years to make them and 4 months to grow them healthy, then lose them simply because my OB was busy and didn’t look at my cervix on the ultrasound.  Grrrr!!!!  Anyway, I have decided to memorialize the pregnancy as well as the babies.  Angeline and Augustin, I’ll love you forever, sweeties!

 Pregnancy memories:

  1.  Lots of hormone shots for like 2 weeks in my belly
  2. Lots of ultrasounds and lab draws (my poor veins)
  3. Lots of trips to fertility center (24 miles each way) 
  4. Stayed in a hotel to have IUI done
  5. The horrible 2 week wait and bought a plant to occupy my time
  6. Felt lightheaded while cooking before I found out + or -
  7. Totally excited that IUI worked and found out on voicemail!
  8. Called and told all close friends and family about the pregnancy
  9. Got the best sleep ever for first 3 weeks, yucky suppositories
  10. First baby pics at 6 weeks with 2 heartbeats (TWINS)
  11. Next baby pics at 7 weeks, looking good
  12. Had to wait until 10 weeks to see OB/gyn, grrr! (Babies looked good)
  13. Nausea and vomiting started around 8 weeks – must eat every 3 hours!
  14. Super hungry!
  15. Nausea got better at 12 weeks and now really feeling good
  16. Holidays and birthday with no alcohol!  Best birthday ever!
  17. Treated like a superstar at work (hey everyone, she’s having twins!)
  18. 15 weeks check up was rushed since MD running late, noticed BP going up and UTI (belly hurt after I went to pee)
  19. Clothes didn’t fit, time for new wardrobe and went on shopping spree
  20. Noticed some pink spots before work, but not too much
  21. Worked all night with little help, needed to sit down a lot
  22. Went home tired, woke up from sleep with constant wet underwear
  23. Worried! Very worried. Waited to see if undies get saturated
  24. Cooked pork chops with mixed veggies and mashed potatoes
  25. Slightly wet undies, but felt something coming out – WATER BROKE!

Worst feeling in my life to know I was losing the babies and that I probably couldn’t stop it.  But the worst was yet to come and I’m still feeling it.

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