I greeted Monday, September 29 with a mix of anticipation and dread. Anticipation because we would have another beta today and hopefully it would be a great number. Dread because it would tell us it things were going in the right direction or if we were in store for more worry and possible grief.
I had decided to stay home for my mental health that day which was a good and bad idea. I didn’t hear from the clinic until mid-afternoon, but the news was worth the wait: beta was in the 700s! It was a good number. It had more than doubled. I exhaled a tiny bit and felt the anxiety begin to build for Wednesday and our likely final beta.
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