Well, to say that I started the day off feeling very tense is an understatement. Last night I found myself intermitently crying at the thought of hearing something I didn't want to hear today. I maintained control on the drive to St. Mary's, but as we got closer I could feel my stress level rising. I realized when we were about two blocks from St. Mary's that we had been given no instructions on where we needed to go upon arrival (i.e., building, floor, etc.). I found a map in my packet which listed the imagining center in Building B. I figured it was a place to start. We parked the car and the confusion began. Random people in the lobby were assisting people with directions, and I say random because they didn't appear to be employees (this particular woman asked what type of ultrasound I was having and also wanted to know if I was pregnant...was all of this really her business?). We found our way to the second floor, and again I felt my anxiousness rising as there were signs on the walls posting genetic testing and counseling. Ugh! In my mind I thought, the doctors said they weren't concerned about this and now I'm in a place with walls plastered with genetic information. We went to sign-in and a sign was posted someone would return at 1:00. Well...our appointment was for 1:00, but the information we had said we needed to arrive at 12:30 to fill out paperwork. More confusion. I found a nurse and she said we needed to be in yet another location to register. We headed for the elevators, and I couldn't fight it anymore...tears! I told BJ I couldn't help it because I was so tense and the lack of communication was stressing me out. We filled out the paperwork and I cried. The woman in registration was trying to assist by telling me that everything would be ok and not to worry. I appreciated her efforts, but I really didn't want to hear it. I wanted to cry and just release all that stress.
So...we then went back to the 2nd floor and waited...and waited...and waited. Considering they returned from lunch at 1 and our appointment was at 1, I just assumed we'd get in quickly. They came to get us from the waiting room at about 1:25. Finally! Our technician wasn't super personable, you could tell she was an "all business" kind of gal. At one point when I laughed, she told me to hold still. I quickly learned that a Level II did not mean "more detailed" as in a better visual or picture, but rather more scientific in nature. This was not one of those cutesy 20 week ultrasounds where you leave with a picture of a foot, a picture of a hand, a cute little profile....rather we were immediately looking at the parts of the brain, the folds on the back of the neck, the length of the nose, the spine, the kidneys, chambers of the heart, etc. Now, don't get me wrong, I want to know this information too, but I feel sort of disappointed. I have friends with sweet little profiles of their babies and we just didn't get that. Rather we received one picture that included a straight on picture of Baby T with some big ol' glaring eyes! Honestly, I said, "sort of creepy" when I saw it. In general, Baby T wanted nothing to do with this appointment. Baby T had wide open eyes, arms closed, and legs closed tightly! All of that says to me, "LEAVE ME ALONE!"
During the appointment, Mr. Thomason (aka, Daddy) changed his mind and decided he wanted to know the gender. However, if you noticed above...those little legs were closed tightly. The technician said she wasn't sure, but did make a guess. We're not telling right now. Perhaps we'll have another ultrasound for some reason to confirm.
Regarding the cyst, the technician told us she couldn't see anything and would go get the doctor. Now this was slightly concerning because we were told the doctor is not called unless there is a problem. The doctor came in and she even showed us the point of entry of the umbilical cord and she followed along it's path as far as she could. She said she could not see anything, but seemed slightly annoyed that she hadn't been sent pictures from the other doctors as a reference to where it had been seen. In her opinion, there is nothing there and said she could have set our minds at ease some time ago! Oh well. At least it is gone, and they did not see any other concerns. Thank goodness! I can't even express how much pressure has been taken off my shoulders! I feel like I can finally breathe. It's been such a long wait, and I'm so glad the cyst is GONE!!!
So...we then went back to the 2nd floor and waited...and waited...and waited. Considering they returned from lunch at 1 and our appointment was at 1, I just assumed we'd get in quickly. They came to get us from the waiting room at about 1:25. Finally! Our technician wasn't super personable, you could tell she was an "all business" kind of gal. At one point when I laughed, she told me to hold still. I quickly learned that a Level II did not mean "more detailed" as in a better visual or picture, but rather more scientific in nature. This was not one of those cutesy 20 week ultrasounds where you leave with a picture of a foot, a picture of a hand, a cute little profile....rather we were immediately looking at the parts of the brain, the folds on the back of the neck, the length of the nose, the spine, the kidneys, chambers of the heart, etc. Now, don't get me wrong, I want to know this information too, but I feel sort of disappointed. I have friends with sweet little profiles of their babies and we just didn't get that. Rather we received one picture that included a straight on picture of Baby T with some big ol' glaring eyes! Honestly, I said, "sort of creepy" when I saw it. In general, Baby T wanted nothing to do with this appointment. Baby T had wide open eyes, arms closed, and legs closed tightly! All of that says to me, "LEAVE ME ALONE!"
During the appointment, Mr. Thomason (aka, Daddy) changed his mind and decided he wanted to know the gender. However, if you noticed above...those little legs were closed tightly. The technician said she wasn't sure, but did make a guess. We're not telling right now. Perhaps we'll have another ultrasound for some reason to confirm.
Regarding the cyst, the technician told us she couldn't see anything and would go get the doctor. Now this was slightly concerning because we were told the doctor is not called unless there is a problem. The doctor came in and she even showed us the point of entry of the umbilical cord and she followed along it's path as far as she could. She said she could not see anything, but seemed slightly annoyed that she hadn't been sent pictures from the other doctors as a reference to where it had been seen. In her opinion, there is nothing there and said she could have set our minds at ease some time ago! Oh well. At least it is gone, and they did not see any other concerns. Thank goodness! I can't even express how much pressure has been taken off my shoulders! I feel like I can finally breathe. It's been such a long wait, and I'm so glad the cyst is GONE!!!
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i am so so so so so SOOOO happy for you, kelly!!! such fantastic news - baby t is going to be perfect! will you get another u/s or is this it? my OB only did a 20 week, but we went on our own for the 3D around 28 weeks, and it was TOTALLY worth it. coolest pictures ever!
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