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This blog has been transferred here from pregnancy.org where it was originally my journal. The dates in the title are the dates that the post was initially written. Start from the first and work you way to the last.

At this time, I have not finished transferring it fully, but I hope to soon!

Original journal link:
http://www.pregnancy.org/bulletinboards/showthread.php?t=3909

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

8/24/05

So, after we got to the car I called my mom and sister and told them what was going on. My mom told me that she would be there for the meeting with the genetic counselor. I was glad that she would be there. We needed another set of ears. My mom brought my dad too and we all sat in with the genetic counselor. Her poor little office was pretty cramped. She told us that there were four major possibilities. It could be Turner Syndrome, Down Syndrome, Trisomy 13 or Trisomy 18. She went into detail and showed us pictures of the chromosomes and gave us stats and the whole lot. I don't remember too much honestly. We were both numb. We jumped right on the CVS. We also opted for the FISH test too because the results came back more quickly. We scheduled it for the next day.

I'm not sure that I slept at all that night. It was torture. Every time that I woke up it was like hearing it all over again. I would wake up Trey and he would hold me and cry. The CVS wasn't until 2:00 the next day and I barely made it with my sanity intact. There we all were (me, Trey, my mom, my dad, and my MIL) in the room with the doctor and two nurses. I was pretty packed. The procedure wasn't that back. They numbed me and I got to watch the whole thing on the u/s. I got to see her again and she was wiggling around. I just couldn't believe that there could be something wrong with her. She was all curled in a little ball (I think that she knew a big needle was coming!!!).

We were told that they would have the result of the CVS on that Friday or on the following Monday. The wait was torture. I can't even describe how awful it was. We did finally get the call on the following Monday. It figures I took that moment to go to the bathroom. My mom had taken the day off to stay with me and I practically ripped the phone from her hand. The genetic counselor was very straightforward (thank God) and told us right away. She had trisomy 13. I got very dizzy and leaned over the counter. I couldn't speak and had to get off of the phone. I told my mom and she called Trey to tell him to come home. I never thought that it would be bad. I just knew (and prayed) that the worst it would be was Turner's. I felt that I could deal with that. T13 hit me by complete surprise.

More later..............

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