So I have been going in regularly to get my blood drawn to check my HcG levels. At my ER visit last Friday I was already down to a 115- so I thought I was on the road to being officially not pregnant. On Thursday I went in and got another blood draw. My poor arms are bruised from all this blood work. I got my results back at about 5:30 pm and my HcG number was going up. It was now at a 272- not good. My doctor said that the pregnancy was somewhere, just not in the right spot. She explained that there is no way there is a healthy baby in my tummy, but that I'd have to get a shot of methotrexate. So, even though they're not exactly sure where this pregnancy is- they're still classifying it "ectopic". What a horrible sounding word!
I text my mom a picture of my arm every time I get blood work done- she always replies and tells me how tough I am!
I was a little bummed about this because of course I had googled this earlier and heard horror stories about this shot. It's actually used for cancer patients because the shot attacks fast growing cells. A pregnancy is a fast growing cell- so it does it's job goooood! My doctor said since my number is still low I'd probably only need one shot- thank heavens! This would make me have about zero side effects (aka- no hair loss!) so I was feeling okay about the shots.
I had to have the shots in my bum cheeks- cute huh? One in each cheek for proper dispersement. If this pregnancy has taught me anything- it's that pregnancy is not glamorous. I've also gotten less embarrassed because I've realized that these OBGYN's have seen it all.
When I found out where the shots were going...