Friday, February 16, 2007

Oh, for Pete's Sake


I started bleeding this morning. Not spotting. Full-on bleeding.


Aaaaaaand my beta went up to 34.




Someone up there has a hell of a sense of humor. Fortunately, so do I. This is so preposterous, so drama queeny, so over the top, so bathetically cliffhangerish, all I can do is laugh.


Is there any chance that this will turn out well? Hell, no. So, there's nothing to lose really. It's just a rollicking good story.


I get to decide whether to have another beta in two days or wait four. I haven't decided yet.


Stay tuned for the dramatic conclusion of "As The Cecil Turns."

8 comments:

Jen said...

Oh my lord. Isn't this fun. On the edge of my seat, waiting to find out what happens next...

hope4future said...

Urgh.... I'm so sorry everything is so damn ambiguous right now.

ms m said...

Oh, heavens! I don't know how you're managing with all this conflicting info. I guess all you can do is laugh and cry right now. Sending lots of love and hope, as always.

tammy said...

Oh Binky, how frustrating. Sending you good thoughts.

Pocket said...

aiiiee what a mindfuck.

I'm sorry you're going through this B. I've been thinking about you a lot

gerkat said...

Oh Binky. Sigh. Lots of love to you.

Anonymous said...

what a god damn rollercoaster from hell. be kind to yourselves and all positive thoughts coming out from me with all my love and a cherry on top.
jjb

magicpudding said...

Like sands in an hourglass, so the numbers of our beta...

I say the 2 or 4 depends on how much of a PITA it is to get to your clinic. IIRC, my beta continued to rise for at least a couple days after I started bleeding. Then again, it never doubled like Cecil. Hang in there, lady.