You Take the Good, You Take the Bad

by SimplySharpe on May 28, 2013

Today has proven to be interesting in every way. It started off with my hubby’s phone ringing with work calls at 5am. Not that there is anything interesting about that, but it set a tone for the day: be prepared for anything.

I got a message from my lady doctor around 2:48pm that she had the results from our pathology of Angel Baby #2 and all of our blood work. If she wanted to leave a positive sounding tone in that message, she sure did a good job of hiding that from her voice. I love this doctor, too.

I took a quick five minutes when I heard the message to call her back from work. My anxiety was out of control, and I needed some answers. Immediately.

I got her on the phone right away, which shocked me since she was on-call at the hospital, and is usually hard to reach on those days. We’ve been called by this office before with bad news and they tend to patch you right through. I braced myself for the worst.

She started talking about having the results from my full RPL (Recurrent Pregnancy Loss) panel and the pathology results. She paused for a second to ask me if I am okay. I think I said, “Yes.” In my head, I was saying, “I’m not sure yetCan we speed this thing up? Is there bad news? Is there a reason the words are not flying out of your mouth faster?!”

Then I heard her say, “Everything looks good in both of your labs.”


I told her she probably could have said that on my voicemail. We talked for a little bit longer and she explained the loss was not anything we could have prevented. All of the testing showed there is nothing in either of us that gives them more information on things we can do to increase our chances of having a healthy baby.

Everything Will Be OK

That was the good and bad news. We are perfectly healthy based on all of this testing, we just have the world’s shittiest baby making luck. She encouraged me to keep trying, and come see her as soon as I get that plus sign on the pee stick. Seriously, like she could keep me away!

I was super excited from all this good news, so I decided to make hubby one of his favorite meals, parmesan chicken bake. I thought I was going to be even more awesome by trying to do the dishes before he offered to do them. I took the Pyrex cooking pan and started running cool water over it when all of a sudden I heard BOOM-EXPLOSION-SNAP-CRACKLE-POP! It took me a minute to process what was happening because my heart was beating so fast. The glass pan had fully exploded in my hands. HOLY SHIT! I really should have paid more attention in science class. Live and learn, friends.

Sometimes you get good news when you are expecting bad, even if it doesn’t answer questions like, “Why?” it’s still good news. Sometimes you make a bigger mess than you intend in the kitchen, but you take the good, you take the bad, and then you have…yeah, I know you’re singing along.








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Karen Hartzell (@InTheKitchenKP) June 16, 2013 at 9:06 pm

I had no idea about your second loss, and I wish you had more answers. If you ever want to talk to others, let me know. I can connect you with some other amazing bloggers that have their own angel babies. 🙂 For now, sending you strength and hugs!

SimplySharpe June 16, 2013 at 9:24 pm

Thanks for the hugs and support! I would love the links to some blogs. I’m trying to come out of my shell a little more about this subject because I knew I took such comfort in the women who so openly post about what we have been through. One step at a time. 🙂

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