113 Beats Per Minute

6 weeks 2 days

Heartbeat: 113
(normal heartbeat at 6-7 weeks is 90-110 beats per minute)

Progesterone: 24.1

No need for beta HCG
(took that as a good sign!)


We saw the heartbeat! Iceman was so cute; before I could even see the screen he was like a kid in a candy store, "I see it! I see it!" I have to say, when I first inserted the light saber in my crotch and the tech was quietly looking around in there, I was scared, scared that they wouldn't see a heartbeat, but then Iceman saw it. It was pretty darn cool. My clothes are already tight, no shit!

So, I have mentioned my nurse S. before and the fact that she is a waste of viable human organs (I can't take credit for that one, my friend Staci coined that phrase), well today I lost it at the clinic. S. saw me while making my next appointment, and of course, said nothing to acknowledge my presence. I had a question and again she brushed me off like an annoying fly in her ear. While Iceman was using the bathroom (very small bladder) I stood by the reception desk. The young lady behind the counter (nice girl) asked if she could help me or if I was waiting for S. I told her that I was not waiting for S. then I went on to say (abridged version)...

Me: "I cannot stand that woman!"


Receptionist: "I totally understand." (I could tell that she really did understand; she had a teeny knowing smirk flash across her face)


Me: "That woman is a fucking bitch!" (I am tearing up at this point)


Me: "She treats me like this every time I am here. She never even called me when we found out we were pregnant! She is my nurse and she still has not called me. She treats me like shit!" (I am in tears by now)


Receptionist: "I am so sorry. What is your question? I can ask someone else. I will report this; you will never have to deal with her again."



Well, unfortunately I did have to deal with her again because she is the one who called me with my results. S. had the nerve to mention my being upset earlier today and I told her that I did not want to discuss it. I had just woken up from a nap because I had a horrible headache. This bitch went on to make a bunch of excuses about being short one nurse and it being busy after a holiday, blah, blah, blah, and fuck you!!! You treated me the exact same way 17 dpIUI when I came in for my second beta and no one else was in the office that day. I just got my results and instructions and goodbye nurse Ratchet.

N., the tech who draws my blood told me to make an OB ultrasound and blood work exit appointment for next week. I did, but nurse Ratchet called and said the the doctor looked at my ultrasound and blood work and that there was no need for my u/s and b/w appointment next week (6/5) and to cancel it; just keep the exit appointment with the doctor (6/12). Being that I just woke up from a nap and that I was displeased (to say the least) that Ratchet was the one to call me, I did not ask why there was no need for the appointment. I am assuming that it is because things are looking good (knock on wood, bite your tongue), but the receptionist had said that we would hear the heartbeat at the next visit and now I am a little upset that we won't be doing that. I am planning on moving my exit appointment with the doctor up to next Monday. He had an appointment that day, but we didn't take it because he is at an office very far away, but now I don't care, I just want to move on to my OB and hear our baby's heartbeat ASAP!

I really like N., the lady who takes my blood. She told me that she was so glad that I didn't have to keep going go through this (fertility treatments). That was very sweet of her to say. I gave her a hug goodbye. She was the only one who told me my follicle sizes, how many follicles there were, what to expect next, my HCG levels, etc. That is not even her job, but she made a point to give me some information and comfort when I obviously needed it; I will always remember her for that. I did tell this to my doctor at our last consult and I will tell him again at my exit appointment. Good work needs to be acknowledged and appreciated. I will also mention S. and her total lack of human skills, unapologetic self importance, and complete disregard for her patients fears, needs, confusion, and feelings.

Most importantly, we are pregnant following our first IUI, and that is a miracle that no one expected, least of all me! I am still somewhat in shock, though waking up 100 times a night in a cold sweat, having to pee is starting to make it pretty real for us, as is needing to buy new clothes already. I know that we are still at the beginning and have a lot of hurdles to jump, but this is wonderful and we are thrilled to be on our way to parenthood.