Today I had another ultrasound to check on baby before the consult with the high-risk OB about all of the Hodgkin’s treatment issues. All good! Strong little heartbeat and little peanut baby measuring right on target. 🙂 Thanks everyone for the prayers, keep them coming!
The consult didn’t give much new information; the main messages were 1) if I end up with chemo while pregnant they will join the crew that will be monitoring me closely, 2) watch that iron intake! Beef and spinach! You don’t want injectable supplements! and 3) it’s all about balancing the pregnancy and treatment. No big surprises.
I did find out that, contrary to my earlier impression, they DO check baby’s gender at the big ultrasound! Well, technically they are checking for structural issues, but they do look. Huh. And, no, we are still not planning to find out. Sorry, Mom.
Tomorrow I go for a repeat heart echo to see what my pericardial effusion is doing (love those big medical terms!) before I see a cardiologist to get their take on it. One more specialist, check.
And…we are off for our second opinion next Tuesday, hand-carrying discs of all of my scans. I’m not sure how much new information that will give us, either, but in this case corroboration of the current plan could be good! It’s about a 2-hour drive, so a nice little day trip. Hah.
I think my new goal is to have a week with no medical appointments. No doctors. No scans. No blood work. I have a sense that it had better happen sooner rather than later, because medical-free weeks will be very rare once treatment starts. For now, thanks to wonderful and dearly loved family we do have the promise of just such a week in the near-ish future. All of the appointments will just have to fit around family vacation.
So that is the current situation. Still feeling nice and sick (yay?!) and getting to the I-am-so-tired stage too, both of which are normal for me. I am focusing prayers right now on not having to start chemo until after baby is born, and born ready. Second tier is to have a little bit of good second trimester time–not sick, not as tired, relatively mobile, my favorite part of all of it (except the birth and baby, of course). I am so grateful that all is going well right now! I feel very blessed that my body is doing what it is supposed to do for this pregnancy, even if it means dealing with the yuckies for a few months. Count down with me, friends: at nine weeks, and going by two pregnancies of precedent, I have eight weeks of any of this left. It’ll be a fun ride. 🙂