Feburary 6th, 2007 - 3:16pm You're going to know what this is about as soon as I start telling you about my day...Well...
John n I went to my pre-natal appointment today at 10:15am. The Dr. did the thing where they just listen for the heart with a sound device thingie. The lady tried for a few mins, but couldn't find anything. So she tried a better instrument. She still couldn't find it. She said she thought she heard it but they'll be able to hear it better with the ultrasound. So I got the ultrasound going. I had to get a vaginal one, cuz my uterus is turned toward my back. Which is fine and normal n happens a lot. But they just gotta use a vaginal one for that. So they did. The Dr. couldn't even find the baby. So they were assuming that I'm not as far along as they guessed. Which would be really weird cuz of the time of my last period WAS 10 weeks ago. They said that their one machine broke, so they were using an older model. Therefore it'd be better to send me to Good Sam Hospital to get a way better one. We did. That was around 12:30pm. The lady was doing the ultrasound and we could see it on the tv. I SAW THE BABY! It was really lil. The lady then got this really kinda weird sad look on her face, I could tell it. We were already so damn scared and nervous. I was trying not to cry before we got there. She told me that it's a 6week old fetus. I'm asked her what that means? N she said that since I'm 10weeks she looked closer or whatever and couldn't find a heart beat. Ugh. My world fell apart. John started balling his eyes out. I was so confused. She said the pregnancy stopped at 6weeks...
I'm so lost. So upset. Me n John can't stop crying... Heh...I nicknamed him Megatron. That's what I wanted to name it if it was a boy. Devistated. N really, really mad n upset. I thought for once my life was getting better, happier...I guess not. Life sucks...
If it doesn't pass though me by Monday. I have to get surgery to get it outta me so I don't get sick etc...I'm scared of that too. Fuckin A! Crap.
