Baby Boyer #3

For the last several weeks, I have been having a very sharp pain in my side, sometimes paired with vomiting and cramping.  I would be in misery for many hours and then wake up the next day perfectly fine.  After this continued to reoccur, my doctor advised me to go to the emergency room.  They would do a CT scan to see what was going on.  As soon as they were about to bring me back for the scan, the nurse came in and stopped them saying that my urine was positive for pregnancy.  Clearly, that was a mistake I said, looking at my 2-month-old.  The blood test would clear things up.

The doctor shook his head and told me that while there could be a false-negative in a urine test, there wouldn't be a false-positive.  Furthermore, he had never heard of a positive urine test and a negative blood test.  They did the blood test only for protocol.  We needed to accept the fact that I was pregnant and prepare ourselves for the possibility that it was an ectopic pregnancy causing my pain.  Jason and I just stared at each other in disbelief.  We laughed (because we had never learned how to react to unexpected news like this) and imagined our lives with 3 kids under 3.

I imagined the nervous breakdowns of the future as they rolled me in to do an ultrasound and gave us a due date for June.  How was this even humanly possible with the 6 week post-partum drought plus birth control?  Jason mentioned that if this child had made it through all of that, then certainly it was meant to be.

A couple of hours later, when the disbelief was finally turning into acceptance, the doctor came in and told us (with an embarrassed look on his face) that there had been an error and we were not pregnant after all.  Wow.  New mix of emotions.  I had just convinced myself that I was pregnant and now they wanted to roll me in to do a CT scan.  Were they sure?  Which test was correct?  They assured us that the blood test was correct - no sign of the pregnancy hormone.

The results were that I had kidney stones, as we had originally suspected.  Hopefully they will be easier to pass than the child that we thought we were having.  Baby Boyer #3 may only have existed in our minds for a couple of hours, but I was already beginning to love him or her.  I am just glad that he or she is going to give us a more time to mentally prepare (as in more years, please!).

Oh, and I had to post the old ultrasound picture to make my story more interesting of course!  Hopefully, people will read more than just the title and the photo....