Well, I needn't have worried about the hospital appointment. Although I did. By the time Tuesday came I felt really afraid. I had jewellery making class in the morning which helped to distract me a bit although my heart wasn't in it really. I left early and Nigel took HRH to see L our therapist. Then I spent and hour and a half with the girls trying very hard to think of other things and keep busy.
We left at about 3:15pm after deciding that waiting was the worst part and we really needed to get out of the house. It was a good job though because it took ages to find a parking space and if we'd have left any later we would have been late.
Once there we waited for bloomin' ages. I'm not sure how long because I wasn't wearing a watch and there wasn't a clock, (probably because too many people would be complaining about the wait if there was). Finally we were called by the lady who delivered HRH and did Luna's 20 week scan, her name is Louise and she is really, very nice, so it was good to see her.
She led us into the scan room and explained that there was no slave monitor for us to look at and so she'd do the boring measurements etc. (not boring to us we were worried about the development and so we were keen to see the exact size of the baby.) and then she said, (after thanking me for having such a full bladder) she's turn the screen so that we could have a good look. This was nice in a way because she assumed that the baby would be OK and I wasn't sure whether people would be doing this or saying loads of 'ifs' and 'presumings'! Nigel had a better view than I did and so I was looking to him for some signs, but he said he signalled that he couldn't make anything out, Louise spotted this and laughed.
After a moment or two she turned the screen and began talking through the sights on the screen. She showed us the baby's head, arms, legs, yolk, back and finally, ('phew' said Nigel), the heartbeat. The baby is perfect. When we read the report we saw that she had estimated the baby was 10 weeks and 5 days and by my reckoning I was 10 weeks and 6 days. I decided not to haggle over 1 day!
We then had another wait for the doctor but as there was a man with his phone clamped to his ear we turn our phones back on and sent a text to Nigel's Mom to tell her all was well.
The consultant asked us why we felt the midwife might have sent us there as looking at my notes he couldn't see any risks involved as I'd already had 3 children and could 'obviously manage perfectly well on my own!!' With big smiles of relief on our faces we explained that perhaps we could been sent there because we lost a baby at 20 weeks last year and I've had 2 miscarriages in the early stages. He dismissed this but did say that he'd double check my notes to be sure nothing came back on the post mortem. We are to expect a letter from him outlining his findings but apart from that my care will be back to normal, no concerns, no longer high risk, all that stress for nothing! Still at least it was for nothing I suppose.
My sickness has pretty much gone now apart from the odd bit is I smell something strong. I feel decidedly less delicate which could easily be because I can now be confident that all is well and I don't have to rely on symptoms to prove this to me! ;o)
We left at about 3:15pm after deciding that waiting was the worst part and we really needed to get out of the house. It was a good job though because it took ages to find a parking space and if we'd have left any later we would have been late.
Once there we waited for bloomin' ages. I'm not sure how long because I wasn't wearing a watch and there wasn't a clock, (probably because too many people would be complaining about the wait if there was). Finally we were called by the lady who delivered HRH and did Luna's 20 week scan, her name is Louise and she is really, very nice, so it was good to see her.
She led us into the scan room and explained that there was no slave monitor for us to look at and so she'd do the boring measurements etc. (not boring to us we were worried about the development and so we were keen to see the exact size of the baby.) and then she said, (after thanking me for having such a full bladder) she's turn the screen so that we could have a good look. This was nice in a way because she assumed that the baby would be OK and I wasn't sure whether people would be doing this or saying loads of 'ifs' and 'presumings'! Nigel had a better view than I did and so I was looking to him for some signs, but he said he signalled that he couldn't make anything out, Louise spotted this and laughed.
After a moment or two she turned the screen and began talking through the sights on the screen. She showed us the baby's head, arms, legs, yolk, back and finally, ('phew' said Nigel), the heartbeat. The baby is perfect. When we read the report we saw that she had estimated the baby was 10 weeks and 5 days and by my reckoning I was 10 weeks and 6 days. I decided not to haggle over 1 day!
We then had another wait for the doctor but as there was a man with his phone clamped to his ear we turn our phones back on and sent a text to Nigel's Mom to tell her all was well.
The consultant asked us why we felt the midwife might have sent us there as looking at my notes he couldn't see any risks involved as I'd already had 3 children and could 'obviously manage perfectly well on my own!!' With big smiles of relief on our faces we explained that perhaps we could been sent there because we lost a baby at 20 weeks last year and I've had 2 miscarriages in the early stages. He dismissed this but did say that he'd double check my notes to be sure nothing came back on the post mortem. We are to expect a letter from him outlining his findings but apart from that my care will be back to normal, no concerns, no longer high risk, all that stress for nothing! Still at least it was for nothing I suppose.
My sickness has pretty much gone now apart from the odd bit is I smell something strong. I feel decidedly less delicate which could easily be because I can now be confident that all is well and I don't have to rely on symptoms to prove this to me! ;o)
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