My blood draw was at 7:30am this morning, same time as Monday. I got in and out of there within 5 minutes - other than my hour + drive there and back! On Monday, Dr. Wu called me around 11:00am, same as she did last time to tell me I was pregnant. However, for beta #2 last time, I did not get my second beta phone call until almost 4:00pm! Because of that, I wasn't expecting an early phone call this time either.
Oh. My. Garsh. The waiting was torturous. I sincerely felt so sick to my stomach all day waiting for that phone call. I had back to back clients at work, so I couldn't be near my phone, but I checked it between every single appointment. I finally got off work today at 2:00. I clocked out and went to my car. I decided to call the clinic before I pulled out of the parking lot. The results didn't show up in my chart, so the guy who answered said he'd have a nurse call me back.
I pulled out of the parking lot, and within 5 minutes the nurse called. I pulled over to the side of the road. I didn't think it would be a very good idea to be driving, whether it was good news or bad news.
Phew! 992. The number more than doubled from the 416 on Monday. The nurse said they would have been happy with a number around 800, but I surpassed that! Yay! Another hurdle jumped.
Our first ultrasound is scheduled for two weeks from today, Wednesday, June 19th.
I am so, so, incredibly happy to get such good news today. However, it still doesn't alleviate the worry. Because I miscarried last time at 9 weeks 5 days, I don't think we will start to relax until the second trimester gets here. Hubby says he won't even let himself believe I'm pregnant until then. I'm hoping that once we hear the heartbeat, he will at least BELIEVE I'm pregnant. Otherwise, I guess he can just go on pretending I'm not.
Hopefully, he won't be proven right.