March 25th: Six Week Sonogram

Initially we had a sonogram at five weeks, but the nurse and doctor couldn't see anything. The reason is because I couldn't remember the first day of my last period. So the nurse guestimated and well...it was wrong. So we were asked to come back the following week and lo and behold there was an image of our baby. To me it looked like macaroni and cheese, but hey cut me some slack. I an art major not a doctor, Jim.

All in all we were very happy to see that little squiggle because the OB, when we saw him at week five, tried to prepare us for any outcome. That means, he told us, there was a possibility that a miscarriage had occurred. Geesh, thanks for that one doc. That whole week I was crying and was so terribly worried, but luckily, things did turn out for the best the following week.

Now there is one other thing that must be addressed. It isn't so great, but here goes anyway. At week five during the first sonogram, the nurse discovered a cyst on my right ovary. What? She wouldn't talk about it and told me the doctor would go over it with us. We were mortified. Ovarian cysts, as it turns out, are very common, but up until that day I'd never even thought about it. My mother never had any and I never knew anyone who had one either. The cyst I have is 10 cm which is roughly the size of an orange. To make a long story short, the doctor basically has a "wait and see" approach to the situation. To me, that stinks, but I understand there isn't too much that can be done. Since then, I have had three painful incidents with the cyst. The last one was so bad, I had to go to the emergency room (I can't tell you how wonderful it was to wait five hours for a sonogram). During my follow-up OB appointment the next day, the doctor explained that the cyst rotated. That torsion or rotation is what created the pain. He prescribed some pain medication and during the next four days, I finally was back to my old self.