I was working on my quilt, biding my time until my ultrasound appointment and forgot to look at the time! I realized it was 9:35am, and I was supposed to have drank 20 oz of water by now for the ultrasound appointment at 10am. So I grabbed my water bottle and started chugging water, and chugging more water. Unfortunately when I do this, I feel nauseas and start to gag. So I eat a cracker and grab my other water bottle for the road to drink extra water.
I get in the truck and race to get to the radiology place on time. In my haste, I turned left on a turn that I was supposed to yield to oncoming traffic, thankfully..the other traffic stopped. I make it to the clinic heart racing and shove a graham cracker in my mouth to stop me from getting sick. I talk with the receptionist and sit down and wait. Will Eric get here in time? I look around and don't see him, but sure enough he smiles as he arrives and sits next to me. We discuss the upcoming ultrasound and worries about why they need better heart pictures.
A nurse calls my name, so we get up and I go with her. Only...we are going into a room I've never been before. It looks really nice and has padded chairs and on the table there's a tray with colored liquid. She asks me if I filled out my extra papers, and I am like....um... I've been here before and they gave me this sheet to give to the nurse. She looks frustrated and tells me to sit down by the colored liquids. I realize this is NOT where I am supposed to be, and they've got the wrong patient! So I tell her...um... I think I am in the wrong place. She looks at my paperwork and says, "AH! No you don't want to be here!" and Eric and I go back into the waiting room.
We laugh about it and another lady whose name is Kristine, I only suppose with a CH, goes where I just left from. I wonder what she's going through and has to do today. We wait a little longer and the same nurse comes out and asks for a Kristin and a man gets up! What a day for KR names! Finally my ob tech comes to get us and we go in.
I lay down on the table and she puts the goo on me and says she needs to take pictures of the heart and asks if she told us the gender. I tell her that she said she thought it was a girl, but wasn't sure. So she proceeds to scan and finds the baby. She finds the baby's heart but it looks hard to get the type of pictures she wants to get. Sometimes I wonder if we had gotten a 3D ultrasound or a 4D ultrasound if this would have been an issue. She looks all around and tries to see the baby's gender. She says she still thinks it's a girl, but doesn't say anything definitive or show us anything definitive on the ultrasound. She takes some more pictures of the heart and steps out for a bit to review her stuff. Eric and I are left in the room and I am left wondering if something is up with the baby's heart.
She comes back and tells us that we are done and the results will sent to the doctor's office. Then leaves. I am left wondering what just happened here. Is the baby's heart okay? Do we have a girl or is that still up in the air? Eric says he probably didn't even need to come, and doesn't notice that my pregnant self is on the verge of tears. We part ways, he goes to work, I go home. And here I sit...blogging about the experience trying to think positive things and process what happened.
I did see the baby's heart beating, and I did see it kick and move on screen. I've felt the baby kicking and moving, so I know that at least. It's hard to wait until Monday morning to find out about the baby, but I've just gotta pray for peace and continue to trust God with my baby's life. We cherish every moment we have with this little one that we have, it's still a blessing from God. :)
Okay... I need to chill but I needed to get my thoughts out! :) This should answer any questions about how the ultrasound went. :)
Love,
KRistine












