All is well

I started crying as soon as the PA came in to take my blood pressure.*

So they sent the NP in immediately to do an u/s. First we saw the fetus- we could see the shape of it's head clearly. I sobbed as it took her a full thirty seconds or so to find the heartbeat.

But she did.

You'd think that would calm me down. But it didn't. I continued to cry for the whole ten minutes I was with the NP and then through most of my time with my OB.

They told me I could come in for an u/s whenever I needed/wanted to, even if it was "every other day." They would usually have me come in next in a month, but scheduled me for an NP u/s in two weeks- told me to call if I wanted to come in next week too. I have to think about it, but my anxiety is at its worst when I have an appointment within the next 12 hours. So while I may worry that the little creature in my belly might be dead, it's the worst right before I get to find out if my worry is warranted.

Speaking of anxiety- they also referred me to a psychopharmacologist. My anxiety levels are not normal, even for what I've gone through. Apparently you are not supposed to have a full on anxiety attack every time you are driving in for an OB appointment.

So. I am officially ten weeks pregnant. I have an official due date of September 4th. And I am reminded that I LOVE my OB. And have learned that I love her staff as well. Fourteen days until my next u/s... (Unless I change my mind.)

*III was not able to come with me to the appointment after all, so that didn't help...