Has there ever been a Presidential Inaugeration with this much “pre-game” activity?
Things on the miscarriage front are not going well. I finally remembered to ask the nurse what my level from the 12th was. Dr. N told me it went up, but she didn’t give me the exact number. Turns out, it went up from a low 40-something to 91.8. Then, I got the methotrexate shot. Yesterday’s beta put it at 91.5. Yep. 3/10ths of a point. This stuff is working REALLY well. I’ve got a sonogram tomorrow and ANOTHER beta. For those of you following along at home…
December 11 beta – 141
December 13 beta – 308
December 20 beta – 3871
December 22 beta – 709
December 29 beta – 53
January 5 beta – 41
January 12 beta – 91.5
(Methotrexate shot Jan. 14)
January 18 beta – 91.3
My body hates me. Eight betas. For a non-existent pregnancy. I’ve started having a visceral reaction every time the PA calls me back and asks, “How are you today?” in that chipper voice.
In the plus column, the antibody and clotting panels came back normal. I should try to take comfort in the fact that there isn’t ONE MORE THING wrong with me.
Insomnia is back with a vengeance. I can usually fall asleep, but only for a short while, then I’m wide awake for hours. I am probably not a pleasant person to be around these days. It’s a good thing I’m unemployed.