We spent the entire first week of April worrying about our unborn son. “Why were we having so many problems? Why was I being punished?” was constantly running through my mind. Finally it was April 6th. We had to be there at 8am. We all woke up early that morning to get ready to go. On the way to Children’s hospital we stopped to get my mom. I had a feeling that I might need her support today. When we got there we sat in the waiting room maybe 15 minutes. A nurse came out and took us into a conference room. 3 different doctors came in and explained the game plan. I was to go in for a level 2 ultrasound. The tech would do it first, and then the doctor would come in to do his. So we went to the ultrasound room. He was moving around a lot. She was looking at him and confirmed that he was a boy. He even gave us a thumb up in one of the ultrasound pictures. It was super cute. She told me that there were 2 cysts, one on each side of the brain but the rest of him looked absolutely perfect. She left the room and the doctor came in to take a look. I got all cleaned up and we headed back to the conference room. The nurse came in and handed my pictures of my son including the one with the thumbs up. All three doctors returned and they told us that is was a Choroid Plexus Cyst. They go away on their own and there was nothing to be concerned about. They called my OB/GYN for my paperwork and said my blood test came back good. One had 1 in a 10,000 chance of my son getting Down syndrome and 1 in a 7500 or 75,000 change of trisomy 13. I was so relieved. We left the hospital and my spirit felt renewed. On the way home I kept looking at this little 12 ounce baby giving me the thumbs up like he was saying, “don’t worry mommy. I’m ok.” It was a great feeling seeing that picture. The rest of the month of April went smoothly.
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