And not in a good way.
This morning, Ob's office called to push back tomorrow's ultrasound to Friday.
This afternoon, my mother (who lives with us) and I got into a big fight. Apparently I am a controlling, bossy *itch who's main goal in life is to scheme up ways to make her think she has Alzheimer's. (What I gain by doing so was never made clear - apparently that's beside the point.) I tried to stay calm throughout it all. (She doesn't know I'm pg.)
This evening, there was pink on the toilet paper. Not a lot, but enough. And it was there multiple times.
Right now, it doesn't seem to be enough to warrant going to the emergency room. Still no cramping, but I'm sufficiently freaked anyway. I'm calling Ob's office in the morning to see if they can get me in with another doc.
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Apparently OBs do not understand the angst that moving these appointments puts us through. I hope you can get in and see someone sooner, and that the spotting is just the normal thing.
I'm sorry about your mom too.
I hope you get that reassuring ultrasound soon. I'm sure the last thing you needed was an argument with your mom now :-(
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