Maybe the fifth time is not a charm.
This should have been a six week scan. We barely said a word on the drive. We hadn't been to the IVF clinic together in a year, and that did not go well. Last time I was there was for a quick scan to make sure my spring 2015 cytotec adventure went to plan. The blood test didn't match the ultrasound, which didn't match the dates. Maybe the whole thing is fucked. HCG is way too high at seven weeks, but there is no yolk sac.
I was very calm during the whole discussion. I didn't even ask any questions -- in my head I was thinking of which method of abortion I would choose this time. I felt very matter of fact, like I was choosing options on a used car. My voice didn't even waver.
I went back to work, I talked on the phone. Nothing I can do until the scan next week anyway. I do know that it's easier to do this when there's no heartbeat. Or maybe the other times just took so much of me I can't feel anything anymore.