We continued on with these weekly visits much to my surprise and pleasure. Every week there was progress and every week my bloodwork came back great. Despite that Tuesdays were the worse day of the week for me. There would be slight small spotting. At one point I got really freaked out and swore I was miscarrying. One night I was crying so hard my husband had 'had enough'. He made me call the doctors office thee very next morning. We were sitting at the gas station when he was like "call, right now!" I put up a good fight and have a slew of reasons why I would just wait until our next appointment. Then he started to google the number so I had to give in and call. I told the nurse that all my symptoms disappeared and I had major cramps. She assured me that it was normal but then told me to come in the next morning so I didn't worry all weekend.
So Friday, December 12th