So to add more stress to my already over worked mental state, my good girlfriend dropped by this afternoon to let me know that her daughter does not have an allergy to strawberries as we had suspected the past few days. Nope, the rash we observed on her little body, the one I am around all of the time, is a result of 5ths disease. yep, lucky me, I have been exposed....fuck.
I talked to my doctor who thinks, 1) I am 16 weeks and so far no symptoms, so that's good. 2) Really nothing I can do unless I develop symptoms 3) I am due for my next ultrasound in two weeks, we will check baby then, 4) If I develop symptoms, then get the blood work to confirm diagnosis and then the only 'treatment' would be monthly ultrasounds to check for hydra-something or other (what a good patient I am, I can't even remember what it is I should be worried about).
So now in addition to my everyday worry about the obvious, I get to sprinkle this on top. I know this isn't a "pg" board and I hate to go on and on here about this but you are my support group. Any advice or anti-worry words about this whole thing you can send my way would be very much appreciated by me and my aching heart.
I just keep going back to that one conversation I had with my husband so many moons ago, "Let's go for a third!" we said and I thought to myself how great it would be to add another baby to our lives. What I didn't know, of course, was that our third child would never join our lives, he would be born still. And now as we try, again, to add another life to our world, it has become painfully obvious that nothing, will ever be easy, again.