Thank you to all you fellow bloggers who left a kind word on my last post about my possible ectopic pregnancy. Your encouragement and prayers really helped me through such a nightmarish situation. I know it must seem from all my posts lately that I live this drama-ridden, soap opera-esque life, but honestly, I DON’T! If it were up to me, I’d have the most boring, typical, run-of-the-mill, standard, textbook pregnancy known to man. If it were also up to me, I’d have skipped all this insanity and gotten pregnant the easy (and free!) way. Despite what I want, boring-ness continues to elude me. I have a few minutes to catch up here, but not enough time to post it all. So, here’s the first part of things:
The pregnancy is not ectopic. Not regular tubal ectopic and not corneal/interstitial ectopic either. It’s fully uterine. Dr. L told me it’s “one hundred percent not ectopic.” Since we all know that doctors don’t like to use never/always language, it’s a sure thing that the ectopic scare is over with for good.
As soon as Dr. L (who I now understand to be a perinatologist) ruled out an ectopic pregnancy though, the medical team immediately moved on to trying to scare me with the next possible disorder: that I potentially have a bicornuate uterus. Never heard of such a thing, you say?! Well, you can read the Wiki version here, but it can basically be summed up with this pic:
A bicornuate uterus (or a BU) is a Bad Thing. It can make a pregnancy high risk, necessitate a C-section or early delivery, cause internal bleeding, blah blah blah.
I immediately decided there’s NO WAY I have a BU. Sorry, doc, but you’re totally wrong. After more than a dozen years of uncountable scans, procedures, and surgeries surely someone would’ve noticed my apparent BU before now. The way I see it, right now I have one enlarged ovary surrounded by seven still-gigantic cysts. Thrown in just for fun, I also have a UTI. All these evil lovelies are surrounding my uterus and putting pressure on it. So how couldn’t all this extra internal junk cause my uterus to appear misshapen on an u/s? … Picture a blown up balloon being squeezed on two out of three sides…. Got it? After making up my mind that this whole thing was getting so completely out of hand, I did what all gals facing a nightmarish pregnancy do: I went camping with ten of my closest family last weekend. I didn’t blog. I didn’t Google. I didn’t obsess. I was careful, of course, but doctors cannot worry me out of living my life.
Naturally, today Dr. L ruled out a BU. Boo-ya!
And on that note, I gotta leave you guys hanging. I don’t have time right now to get into the next thing they’re trying to scare me with. Cause that’s just what they do: try to scare me into coming back over and over and over again.
Update to follow.