I am so exhausted.
Went for my OB appointment today, which I had scheduled before I knew I was pregnant (the plan was to get a prescription for Clomid). Then I fould out I was pregnant and kept the appointment as my first "pre-natal" visit.
First the receptionist forgot to put me in the queue after I had checked in, so I ended up waiting an hour and a half to see the doctor. Finally, she came in and asked me a few questions then proceeded to do an ultrasound. It was a vaginal one, but she said her equipment is not the best.
We saw a heartbeat but she said I was only measuring around 6 weeks. I should be 7w3d now, maybe off by a couple of days, but 7 weeks at the very least.
She said her equipment was not very accurate and it was hard to measure, and that this early on the difference is so small that everything could be fine given we see a heartbeat. We will have a better sense of what is going on when I go for the dating ultrasound at the clinic with the good equipment. That will be exactly one week from today.
But then she pulls out a cup and tells me that if I were to miscarry I should put the products of conception into the cup and bring it to the lab for testing, as I would now (on my 3rd miscarriage) qualify for genetic testing.
I don't know what to make of this. Sounds like it could go either way at this point.
So I continue to live in limbo, at the very least until next week's dating ultrasound. I feel like I am being strung along and my courage is fading. My worst fear now is that I will miscarry much later in the pregnancy than I did before, which will be more painful and potentially will require a D&C. Oh, the fun never ends.