Holy friggen crap, I'm half baked. Well, as of a week ago :) The time has really picked up and is just flying by. After our elective ultrasound I've been shopping away picking clothes for baby girl.
This week I had my 20 scan, which is a level two high risk scan at Maternal Fetal Medicine. My OB tends to send IVF patients to the MFM for extra scans just to be cautious, but also this time around I'm 35. Well, they thought I was 35. . .
So I get called back into the office at the MFM and the nurse asks me a ton of questions. I remember this from B's pregnancy. They want to know how healthy you are, if you have a safe home, and if anyone in your family has had an issue with birth defects. As she's reading the questions she says, "Well you are 35 and your egg donor was 32." Um, what? I tell her that there was no egg donor and that I'm carrying my own eggs that were in fact retrieved when I was 32. She then says it's confusing and moves on. OK!!!!!!! Holy shit! I'm at a high-risk appointment and she's confused by the simplicity of a frozen transfer? I actually didn't care, but wished I had a few minutes to school her on some information that would make her seem a little less insensitive. I didn't care though, I don't expect people to understand.
So I get my ultrasound and everything looks great. I will say I was a NERVOUS wreck. Gah! Seriously? Every measurement the tech made I watched the corner of the screen to make sure that the measurement registered around 20 weeks. Luckily, they all did. The tech had a really, really hard time get the heart measurements that she needed. She eventually gave up and told me that she was frustrated, but the doctor will have no problem getting it.
The doctor came in and remeasured everything. All of the measurements were perfect and once again, the MFM office calls me "boring," which I love. But then, the doctor tries to calculate my age and is all confused by me being 35 and the donor being 32. Um, ok, here we go again. So, I kindly explain to him that one can freeze her own eggs and use them later. Literally, it was hysterical.
After my appointment I literally walked across the hall to my OB appointment where the doctor was excited about my MFM scan and how boring they thought I was. He laughed when I explained the egg donor and age cluster to him. He told me I "threw a wrench in their day." Ha!
Well, well, well. . . Here is what you get dear reader:
|20 and 21 weeks!|