The Results are In...

After all those viles of blood drawn, the verdict from two weeks worth of testing is in and the result??? Yup, all negative. I literally got this info 2 minutes ago so forgive me if I ramble as I work through it in my head.



I should be quite happy about this, and I am. In fact the nurse from the RE's office said "congratulations!" but I have mixed emotions about it. I wasn't exactly looking forward to daily Lovenox injections in my tummy but it would have been nice to have an explanation as to maybe why I keep losing pregnancies and I would have had a plan of action to help me keep one. So, does that mean it's total crappy luck? Perhaps. However, it could still be that genetic component issue and we just need to get the "right" egg with the "right" sperm in order to have another healthy pregnancy because clearly we are able to have healthy, normal, tooth-losing, tantrum-throwing kids. There is much relief that, luckily, this isn't something that could have easily been prevented. So, that's good. I also feel much better about my decision to go ahead and continue to "try" even though we were still waiting for test results. I would have been kicking myself had I ignored our window of opportunity only to find out that everything was normal. The Peri. is sending the report to my OB/GYN and I guess we'll go from there.



I'm still feeling slightly numb. No diagnosis. No reasons. No way to help this not happen again. On the up-side, I'm not at an increased risk for stroke, heart attack and blood clots but I still fall into that category of having multiple, unexplained miscarriages. So, I fall back on what I've been doing all along and pray. Pray that when, and if, I get the opportunity again I don't have to try to figure out how to deal with loss number six.