Getting Crazier, In a Good Way

After my initial freak-out last week, things got even more interesting. I told the doctors that I wasn't on birth control, so as part of my pre-operative blood work they did a pregnancy test. See where this is going?

Yep, as of today, I am 4 weeks 5 days pregnant. I spent Friday frantically trying to get an appointment with my OB so we could discuss the procedure I was scheduled to have and all the drugs I was taking. I managed to get in, and he changed my antibiotic, but generally reassured me I shouldn't worry too much about the one I had been on. He also told me to get the procedure done, as he didn't want to deal with an infected hand later in the pregnancy. It was so early, he couldn't really even do much else, even to confirm the viability of the pregnancy.

Normally I would have waited a bit longer to publish the news on the blog, but since I blurted out the news to a couple co-workers on Friday while explaining why I was flaking on my sim to go to the doctor RIGHT NOW, I guess the cat is kind of out of the bag. Hopefully, all will be well, and if not I think I will want to have this outlet anyway. I'm already having daily nausea and needing lots of sleep, so I guess those are good signs. :P

So I had my little procedure yesterday. I have to say, it was one of the nicer ORs I think I've ever seen. The office is in an office building near South Shore Marina, so I was looking out a glass wall at boats moored on the docks. They only put me totally under for a few minutes. Just long enough to get a hefty local into my hand.

The incisions were smaller than I had feared, and seem to be healing well already. Other than the fact that apparently the only way to keep a bandage on a hand is to wrap the whole thing up, it's all pretty good. They only removed the three that were still tender to the touch, as he didn't want to go digging all over the place. So it is possible I'll have to have more removed in the future.