Last Friday I had a post op appointment. I expected it to be fairly uneventful, It wasn't. After a wait of about an hour, sitting in the room where they did the second ultrasound to confirm Jonathan had gone to heaven the Doctors came in. She looked concerned and I thought, oh great I have an infection. The words that came out of her mouth SHOCKED me and rocked our world. She said...."Your pregnant".
I immediately reacted swiftly saying, "That is impossible I just had surgery and have been taking the pill (for the first time in my life) to treat endemetriosis! I had her so convinced she left to make sure she had the right room. She came back in and said "Yes you are indeed pregnant". I was so happy and excited and amazed, how did I get pregnant on the pill when I could not get pregnant while trying?
Unfortunately my excitement was short lived because she said they were concerned about the pain I have been in and all that my body has been through in the last few weeks. I was sent for an immediate ultrasound, I did not hear from anyone until Monday morning when the doctor called to give me the news.
I am about six weeks which means I was pregnant at the time of surgery. They did a urine test but it was to early to come back positive. The doctor said the surgery and medication were OK but I had received a contrast cat scan and x ray of my abdomen. He then proceeded to tell me EVERYTHING that could go wrong because of radiation exposure...a long awful list that included anomalies, brain damage, miscarriage, stillbirth and childhood cancer. We saw the OB Monday morning and she referred us to a genetic counselor to find out the exact rads I received on the weeks pregnant and what the risk were.
I had a pretty restless week spending hours in the middle of the night in prayer. I felt so sad that I was starting a MUCH wanted and anticipated pregnancy with gripping fear. My husband often says "Everyone wants a miracle, but nobody wants to be in the place to get one". We have needed them in our pregnancy's more that once. A friend pointed out that it was no coincidence that the news came around Jadon's birthday (our miracle baby).
At our appointment Monday, as we sat in the office my husband prayed and said he felt God give him a word...There is healing in the name of Jesus! Jimmy said he did not know if that healing was for me, or us or the baby. I clung to that word every restless night this last week.
Yesterday we saw the genetic counselor, we went in expecting the worst news and counsel. However God is so good, he used this doctor to ease our fears. She told us I received around 2 rad of radiation and real cause for concern starts at 4. She also said there is one critical week when catastrophic damage can be done, I was not radiated during that week. She said we have every reason to believe this baby will be OK. PRAISE JESUS! She did say there is a small increased risk of childhood cancer which is scary but we believe there IS HEALING IN THE NAME OF JESUS!
I know I am very early in this pregnancy, unfortunately I personally know there is no such thing as a safe time. I used to think after 12 weeks everything was going to be fine. I also know we need all the prayers we can get and no matter what we love this baby. So we are telling the world we are expecting number 7... wow that sounds so weird:) God is Good!
I sought the LORD, and he answered me; he delivered me from all my fears
As he passed by, he saw a man blind from birth. And his disciples asked him, “Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?” Jesus answered, “It was not that this man sinned, or his parents, but that the works of God might be displayed in him.
Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, 21 to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen.