It seemed like it took forever to Kim to call today. And, frankly, I am taken aback. Our pregnancy test was negative. Bethany and I were both on the phone for the news and I just can’t believe it. Poor Kim was pretty upset, too, hoping to give us something to be really thankful for tomorrow. I didn’t know what to say, but I did ask about my level. All she said was that they consider any beta level under 5 to be a negative. There is no way! I feel pregnant. I am miserable. The little shooting star was so distinct and we all saw it.
Before we hung up, Kim mentioned that I should expect to get my period soon and then will continue, if we want, once that happens. Of course that is what I want, yet I still don’t understand what happened (or didn’t) this time. I am baffled. When we hung up with Kim, Bethany called me and she was distraught. I don’t think it has sunk in for me just yet. I will never give up, but I just don’t understand this.
I must stop questioning everything and forget about what I may not have done right. I wish there were answers, but the only one that matters is that this wasn’t the right time or the right embryo. I prayed fiercely for this transfer to work, but more importantly, I followed every prayer up with “however, if this little embryo isn’t strong enough to survive the pregnancy or have a healthy, quality life moving forward, it is best that we don’t get any further. I remind myself that my prayers have been answered. It is better to get a negative now than it is to get a positive with more devastation ahead.
I pray or understanding and through my tears continue to be
so very grateful for this journey.
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