The good, the bad, and the ugly.

Ponyo @ 8 weeks 4 days

On 9/11 I had an early ultrasound because the doctor was worried about me having a different type of pregnancy. That was the main reason I didn't want anybody to know I was pregnant, not because it was a 'secret of state' or 'the atomic bomb'.

It was something to share because the pregnancy test came back positive, which didn't mean I was actually pregnant. I wanted to see the fetus, I wanted to hear the heartbeat, I wanted to go to an OB-GYN and actually hear from him/her that everything was ok.

Because of Gary's Health Insurance I have to go to one doctor, who will refer me to another doctor and blah blah blah... But I had my appointment yesterday and finally he referred me to an OB-GYN. I have to wait for some letter... but I'm sure by next week or the other I'll be seeing an OB-GYN.

Even though this doctor came with the good news that my ultrasound was good as the fetus was in right place, blah blah blah, he also gave me some pretty bad/ugly news... which supported my first decision of NOT TELLING ANYONE ABOUT ME BEING PREGNANT!!!!

There was something wrong in the ultrasound and last night we saw it (we had to order the film of the ultrasound) and it was :( to actually see that there is something wrong. On one side you're happy coz you're pregnant, but on the other you're sad coz there is something wrong there.

'I can do everything thru Jesus who strengthen me' says Paul. My health is in Jesus' hands and I pray I can be well soon... :)

Happy weekend everybody!!!