Well, I really have no news.
I got there and they took me into the room and essentially asked me why I was there. They knew I needed a breast exam but also saw that there was a note that I was pregnant. Apparently the women who wrote the appointment down wrote "breast exam" down twice instead of breast exam & OB check.
Once we got that straightened out, I had to get naked & fill out some paperwork. (Yes, in that order.) Then the PA came in, and got started.
-boob is still lumpy. Waiting on the surgeon for now.
-my cervix looks good
-my uterus feels firmer than normal (which it should)
-yes I'm definitely pregnant (gee, ya think?)
-come back in 3 weeks
-No doppler, no blood work, the only pee involved was for the pregnancy test they wanted.
-I requested an NT scan which they don't normally do, but she agreed. They're supposed to call in the next week to set it up.
I won't lie. I was disappointed. She was very nice and understanding. She answered all of my questions, walked me through everything. She was very nice about my concerns, particularly concerning my history of miscarriage. But I still would have liked to have left with some reassurances that everything was indeed, okay.
I know I'm paranoid. I know everyone will say everything is fine. She gave me the whole "you're 10w, that's really great!" speech. I know that. But I've seen two baby's hearts beating on a screen only to later see nothing but stillness on the same screen. I need to be reassured. Constantly.
My next appointment is the 27th unless we have the NT scan sometime between now and then. I'll live. But man, this sucks.
In news that is actually news, I think the exhaustion has finally hit me. I've been more tired than normal for a few days now but today I feel like a zombie. I got home from the appointment and was just dead tired. I had to go to work and the thought of getting in the car and going seriously had me almost in tears. I ended up calling and taking a vacation day and going back to bed. I'm off tomorrow (for my daddy's b-day! Happy B-day Dad!) Anyway, so it makes for a long weekend. I took two 2 1/2 hour naps today. And I'm still tired. I'm calling this a symptom and clinging to the reassurance it provides.
That's fine little parasite. Suck all the energy you need.