Woke up this morning and did my usual pee-on-a-stick routine. Same result as before – big, fat negative. About two hours before I saw my RE, I gave in to my urge and did it again this afternoon, on one of my more expensive tests. positivepositivepositivepositive!!!
Now, mind you, it was super-duper faint, but it was there! I ran to get my camera phone, and took the pic. I tried in my freaked-out state to send the pic to my sister for verification, and of course, the phone wouldn’t forward it. So, I gscrambled madly about my not-so-tidy house, got my digital camera and took some pics. They weren’t quality pics, by any means…hell, my hands were shaking so badly, I couldn’t keep the image I wanted in the viewfinder. I forwarded those grainy, dark photos to my sister, and she said she could see it too. 🙂
I then decided to use the last of my pricier tests about 25 minutes later, with a different urine sample. Again, a faint, faint line. I still can’t believe it.
I went to the RE, and during our appointment, I showed her the pic from my camera phone. She said, “Yep, it’s a positive.” She and I both marveled at the fact that it happened with only one mature follicle. And, as she says, at my age. It’s not like the odds were greatly in our favor.
I still had the bloodwork done, for a starting beta, and I’m to go back this Friday, for my 2nd beta. Then, on April 15th, I’m to go for an ultrasound. God, I’m jazzed! My RE estimates that the EDD is December 9th. Unbefrickinglieveable.
I couldn’t tell F on the phone, so I waited until I got home with dinner. I’d bought a bottle at the pharmacy downstairs from the RE’s office, and while F was getting plates, I set the bottle on the table where he was going to sit. (I’d actually had the presence of mind to charge up the video camera while I was at the RE’s office, so I was ready.)
He’s very, very happy, but surprised that we found out this soon. I get the official results tomorrow, and I can hardly wait! I’ll be sure to call him tomorrow as soon as I know the results.
We told my parents, his parents, my sister, and a close cousin of mine, all who knew that we were trying to conceive. The general concensus was that it was the best news they’d heard in a long time. I tend to agree.
Please, please keep your fingers crossed that all is well, beta-wise. We need this embryo to stick, grow, be healthy, and stay put for at least 250 days!
More later – I’m heading to bed.