Call Me Dr. Frankenstein...

...because, IT'S ALIVE!!!!!

Measuring a day ahead at 6w5d, 7.1 mm, heart rate of 131 bpm.

I cried. DH said that there's no crying in baseball.

We were then hugged, congratulated, and then ushered to the patient accounts office where they nearly stopped my heart with the total cost of prenatal care (which must be set up an a payment plan, apparently).

I told them to shove it till we make it out of the first trimester. For once.

Can you believe it? I barely could.

I get another u/s in a couple of weeks - though the doc said I'll have to say I'm spotting and worried so that insurance covers it.

Still very sick, got a Zofran Rx. If this gets worse I'm in for a doozy.

Thanks for the well wishes and while we're still holding our breaths, we got to exhale a little today.