A quick trip to the doctor’s office today (basically to see whether or not the baby still had a heartbeat) was successful. The nurse who took my blood pressure noted it was higher than usual and I’m sure my pulse was hovering around 100 beats per minute. The doctor had me lie down, squirted out the ultrasound goo on my bloated gut and with the Doppler, begin trying to find the baby’s heartbeat. After what seemed like an eternity (just before I began hyperventilating) she found the heartbeat, thumping away in the 170′s. Hoping for the best, but prepared for the worst, I let out a big sigh of relief. Then another breath to calm down my nerves (and my blood pressure and my heartbeat).
We concluded with me asking some questions, determining when I should make my next appointment and some meaningless talk about the inclimate winter weather brewing outside. Then, on home to continue this pregnancy.