I'll start with the good news.
The baby is still alive. Heart it still beating. Measurements are a little closer to what they should be. I'm 7w today, baby is measuring at 6.3w. (That's up from 5.1w a week ago.) She couldn't get a good enough look to get a heartrate again, but we could see it going quite well. Oh, and the bleeding has stopped.
The bad news is that the sac hasn't grown at all. Still measuring at 4.3w. There is almost no amniotic fluid around the baby at all. There really is no explanation as to why. I was pretty much told to spend the rest of the week on the couch watching movies and drinking fluids, and staying cool.
I did a little reading courtesy of our friend Dr. Google and it pretty much comes down to they don't know. Could be dehydration, could be a birth defect, but most of the time, there just isn't a real answer.
So, yet again, we wait and see.
We actually saw my old R.E. today. The one I love SO much. She greeted me with a hug, which was nice. "It's so nice to see you guys!" like we're old friends. I love her so much. She actually had the nerve to apologize for not calling me herself yesterday. I really don't think she realizes that most doctors don't return all their patients calls. That's what nurses are for. Anyway, she pretty much told me take the rest of the week off and left Monday up to me. I go back Tuesday for another ultrasound.
I actually thought it was Wednesday and mentioned as much when we were talking. She just had her secretary call me to tell me that it's actually Tuesday. Nice AND pays attention - A DOCTOR! I swear it's a sign of the apocolypse.
After we were finished, David and I had lunch and David commented how odd it is that she's a researcher. She's just got such great people skills that she just isn't a proper nerd. And trust me, if DAVID notices how great her people skills are, they're good. His are lacking (He is a proper geek.) and he often pays no attention whatsoever to such things.
Anyway, David went to work and I went to the bookstore. Got a couple of books. (Lean Mean Thirteen by Janet Evanovich, and the first Harry Potter book, if anyone is interested.) Now I'm home. I'm wearing jammies & watching "Cars." Though I'm actually considering a nap.
I feel pretty good, overall. The fluid thing has me very nervous, but the only thing I can do about it is rest & drink, both of which are in progress, so I just wait.
Any and all prayers are still much appreciated. They seem to be working so far.