That's right. I think the emotions and the hormones and the fear have turned me into a mega-bitch. Sorry A. (He doesn't read this blog, but he checks it sometimes, so I figure I'll put the apology out there and hopefully he will know.)
Tomorrow I am going to speak with my CCRM nurse and my local RE regarding next steps. I am now in unchartered territory and I don't really have a plan (which is so not like me). My nurse told me I need to get an OB, ok, how do you do that? I've never been pregnant and my family doctor does my yearly checks so I've never had to see one before. Also, can I go to any doctor, or do they have special doctors for IVF patients, or lunatics like I may turn out to be. I have always considered myself a pretty level headed person, but I feel the need to protect myself and this pregnancy so I may turn into one of those patients they make fun of.
What's the difference between a highrisk and a regular OB anyway? Does it really make a difference?
On another note, my sister finally told my family last night her news. She waited until I heard my results so I was still first to announce. My parents are literally in shock. My brother cried (but told my sister as happy as is he is for her, the tears were for me...he is so sweet). My dad is really concerned about me. He wishes there was a way for us both to tell our extended families together (there isn't because she is already 10 weeks, and I will wait until I am 12 weeks) as he feels my grandparents are going to be devastated for me. It is true, they will be. That will be hard for me. It will suck actually, but I will have to keep telling myself that soon will be my turn. (Please remind me of this on Father's Day when she makes her big announcements and everyone there gives me the sad, pathetic, I'm so sorry for you eyes.) Otherwise, it was pretty awesome for both of us to share such news on the same day. Yes, there will be times (like Father's Day) where it will hurt and sting and suck that she is farther along than me, but then there are the other days where we can shop together, talk about our bodies changing and our symptoms and just be two best friends and sisters going through pregnancy together. I guess I will just have to remind myself of the positives from time to time.
New Symptoms: nauseous when brushing teeth, acne on chin and bitchy.