That’s the best I can hope for now.
Beta # 2: 17 dpo, 72 hours after initial beta: 71. For a doubling time of 55 hours.
As my nurse put it: “it doesn’t look good”. It looks terrible, because not only did it not go up enough, it DID go up, making an ectopic a real option. Which is horrifying.
I go in for a third beta Wednesday, and have a call with my doctor later that day. Pea and I are getting the wheels moving on canceling our trip. There’s a hope the number will drop and I can go (ugh, what a hope), but it’s not very likely. So instead of a European adventure, a week of waiting to see if this pregnancy dies quietly or tries to take me with it.
I’m not as sad as I will be later, but I’m definitely not happy right now.