Sunday, March 18, 2012

Caught in between different opinions...

Friday we got another peak at Speck who is right on target in size and estimated weight. Along with that great news we found out my cervix is ridiculously long (at least 4.5cm). That is also good, but when I was pregnant with my boys it was nice and long until it wasn't...but that is why I am now going to checked every two weeks.

The hard part of all of this (apart from all the anxiety of being pregnant after loss) is that my regular OB and my high risk doctor disagree about the 17p shots I started last week (and had 2 by Friday's appt). The regular OB is thinking along the lines of better safe than sorry. The high risk doctor does not see me as an ideal candidate and feels the risks do not out weigh the potential benefits at this point. Unmm...risks? She kind of rushed through those last time I saw her but this time she pointed out one of the greatest risks is fetal demise. Wait... What!?! Yeah, that is a risk I am not willing to take if there are other options we can utilize if there are any changes.

Hubby and I agree that we aren't willing to gamble if there may not be a need to. My regular OB's theory of better safe than sorry isn't sitting so well knowing now. Both doctors agree that this pregnancy, being a singleton vs. twins, has better odds and there is currently no evidence to suggest any other problems other than my body was not capable of carrying a twin pregnancy to term.

So I guess the shots are on hold and we continue to monitor. More wait and see...but that's ok with me.


  1. I'm SO happy to read that your cervix is long and strong! I'm also very glad they are monitoring heavily just in case. Because we all know the "just in case" and we don't want to take any more chances.

    The shots. Gah. That was ultimately the reason we didn't choose to go on Lovenox for my pregnancy. My OB said she wanted to just in case and the MFM said that it's overmedicating and could actually cause problems when there is no real indication I needed it at all. So, we didn't and it turns out we didn't need it either.

    Making decisions for subsequent pregnancies and on behalf of these babies is really nerving. I guess that's all about parenthood, but at the same time, it stings. Because we're all in this position of mourning babies and carrying others because something wasn't right-- either we didn't know or it was too late. It's very scary.

    Hoping and wishing all the best with speck.

  2. It's so frustrating when doctors have differing opinions, especially since I no longer feel that my gut-instincts are at all reliable. Everytime I feel panicky, I remind myself that we are monitoring closely. I hate feeling out of control, but I also agree that there's not reason to fix something that's not broken. Sending love to the Speck.