You Think I’d Be Better in the Patience Department by Now September 27, 2005
I had yet another beta today, and it’s still freaking positive. 16, to be exact. I really thought it be all the way down by now, but I guess not. Fuckity fuck. That means I have to go back again next week. You know I’m looking forward to that. This miscarriage stuff is just dragging on for far too long. It’s frustrating to not be able to close the book on this cycle yet.
My parents were able to find out a little more about their house. Apparently they have damage to their carport in addition to the other stuff. It looks like it’s going to be a while before they can see it with their own eyes, though. They have not announced yet when the parish will be reopened, and it’s looking like it could be up to a month before power is restored in Lake Charles. I don’t think it will be that long before they let people return home, but it’s going to be quite a while.
We’re seeing the affects of Rita here even though it wasn’t nearly as bad as it was in the parishes to the west of us. I met my husband for lunch today and noticed (how could you not notice?) that a humongous tree had fallen on the house across the street from the courthouse. The entire front of the house was smashed. Also, on the way to and from my beta appointment this morning I saw big convoys of national guard troops and equipment in the middle of town.
I so wish there was something I could do right now. I sent my family a care package with toys for the boys and a gift card for my parents, but that is so not enough. I know I’ll be able to help more once we can get into Lake Charles, but who knows how long that will be.
I’m a tad on the stressed side right now. I guess that’s to be expected. I can literally feel the tension in my shoulders. You know, I bet I could convince my hubby to give me a massage tonight. That’s got to help.
- Posted in : Limboland: the aftermath of IVF Part 5, various other ramblings
- Author : amanda
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Definitely get that massage. You deserve it. Stupid beta. Why do they so rarely cooperate?
Hell yes you deserve a massage with all you’ve got going on. Make that, you deserve a massage AND ice cream (or a suitablly fattening alternative.)
I’m sorry about the beta. My doctor didn’t track after my miscarriage, but I did my own home torture of peeing on sticks and it was a solid two months till I got a negative pregancy test. I don’t know why it mattered, other than it felt like I couldn’t begin to move on until I got to that point.
Stupid beta. That sucks that it still won’t cooperate. I’m sorry your parents are still dealing with the aftermath of Rita. You’ve got a lot on your plate right now, sweetie. I hope your hubby gave you an extra long, intensive massage.
Hope you can close the chapter to the m/c next week. It sucks so badly.
I hope you got your massage!
Boooooooooo on the beta. I don’t know why that pg hormone just loves to stick around and make itself at home when it’s no longer wanted. But my betas did the exact same thing–lagging at dropping. But I went from 26 to 3 (which counts as it being out of my system) in a week, so I’m sure you’ll be down to nothing by next time. In the meantime, I hope you get a good, long massage, because you’re certainly entitled.
I think mm already took care of what needs to be said!
Miscarriage is one thing I’ve been spared so I can’t add anything useful. It’s got to be really frustrating having this drag on forever. I have to tell you, you’re handling everything that’s been thrown at you like a saint. Your DH has got to be very proud….I bet you could get a massage every night for the next week if you asked :)
Whoever said “patience is a virtue” needs to be shot.