The torture continues. I was scheduled to have my blood drawn again on 6/14 but I woke up with a fever. It was like one of those, what the!? fevers, especially if I haven’t been sick for the whole 12 months. I was chilling and my body ached all over like I’ve been hit by a truck. My throat was painful – must be because of all those dust with the crap weather that we have right now. Oh and that colleague who don’t cover his mouth and nose when he sneezes. I called in sick and stayed in bed.
Now, if you’ve been pregnant before, you’ll know that high fever during the first trimester isn’t good. I am scared because as far as my HCG levels are concerned, I am *still* pregnant.
Fever rose to 102F so I called the doctor and she said Panadol would be ok. So Panadol it was. I was back on my feet the next day and had my blood drawn. Thank God the male nurse who did the needle work was a pro. I didn’t feel any pain. He was so good that I want to book him for the next few weeks!
Anyway the waiting game continues. The results came in the evening and it read: 282. To summarize it all, we have these numbers so far:
It is rising, yes so a probable pregnancy can’t be ruled out but it is rising slowly when it should’ve doubled every 2-3 days. Ultrasound is pretty useless right now because unless this HCG number reach 2000+, the sonogram won’t reveal anything.
I’m back to face the needle again tomorrow.
By the way, when I was at the clinic requesting for a pregnancy blood test, the receptionist readily gave me a slip without a fuss. A lady came in asking for the same and was told, “Can I see your marriage certificate, ma’am?”. I couldn’t believe my ears. What? Probable pregnant ladies are required to tuck their marriage certificates in their purses here? The lady did not comment and went away – either she wasn’t married or that she forgot her marriage certificate home. I wish she just didn’t bring it. (Here, getting pregnant and not married is spelled as TROUBLE)
I’m definitely living in a very different world.