Doctor appointment

At 15 1/2 half weeks, I had a second appointment with my doctor yesterday (Wednesday, October 21st). Our baby’s heartbeat sounded strong and my sigh of relief was loud. Being stupid, I had fallen at work a few weeks back standing on a cart I shouldn’t have been standing on. It wasn’t serious enough for me to get checked out, but I fell backwards and it startled me. It hurt. It compounded my already present anxiety about how my baby is doing. Then the night before my appointment, I had the strangest sensation, a sharp pain in my stomach. A blow to my insides, even though I haven’t felt my baby move yet and even if I could, it couldn’t be this strong. It was enough to provoke an audible sound from me, but the pain only lasted seconds. I was sitting on our bed and had turned to reach for my nightstand and it was like something was tearing from inside of me while jabbing me, hard, at the same time. It was indescribable really, but it was painful and it was weird. So between the fall and that goofy thing, the second I heard that heartbeat pounding solidly I was ecstatic. My doctor checked me for a hernia, but didn’t end up thinking that was responsible for the previous night’s happening. He let us know all sounded good and that he had no reason to think otherwise, nor do I. For at least a few days or so anyway!

I’ve gained four pounds total, not enough to get any judgment from the gals doing my weigh-ins. Yet. I gained two pounds from my first appointment with the nurse practitioner to the next with my doctor, and then another two pounds from that appointment to this one. I feel perfectly justified having Mexican for both lunch and dinner yesterday. We opted out of doing any genetic testing, the Quad Screen, during this appointment, as we chose to do with my first pregnancy. My clinic didn’t have the H1N1 vaccination available, but my doctor did recommend I get it when they do. The thought of getting the shot leaves me with some uneasiness, but thinking about what could happen if I don’t leads me to believe I’ll get it willingly. My next appointment is a big one, the ultrasound on December 1st.