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Feb. 18th, 2010 06:12 pmThe scan should have been next week, but having had to be off work for three days feeling icky and faint, both Frogspawn and Guppy were keen to check that everything was okay. On the offchance that the infirmary scanner he borrowed was missing something.
The picture quality is nowhere near as good as the infirmary scanner of course, but still magical to watch.
"Baby looks fine." the sonographer reports. "Nice stable heart rate, nothing unusual I can see. According to this you're about eleven weeks, which is what you were expecting..." She moves the transducer around, and glances down at Alex, who is sitting on the bed next to Mummy, watching the picture intently.
"No signs of twins or more." She focuses back on the baby, and presses some buttons to get data. "Nuchal translucency is normal, so not high risk for Down's syndrome, but we can screen for that if you like."
"Can you tell the gender? We'd like to prepare our son for the new arrival as smoothly as possible." Guppy asks.
In reality, the infirmary scanner already picked up the baby's gender yesterday. But Guppy hopes they can get it through official channels, just in case Alex blabs. The sonographer attempts to get a good view of the baby no bigger than a golf ball.
"Er... it's hard to tell at this stage even though gender differentiation has started. Oh wait, here we go."
The sonographer tells them the guessed gender, and gets it wrong, to Guppy's vague amusement. Good job they weren't relying on that, or there would be a very confused Alex later.
"Am I still okay to go to Disneyland?" Frogspawn asks anxiously, as she gets dressed. "We want to take Alex before the new arrival comes."
"Once the dizziness gets better, you should be okay; your blood results show you're anaemic but otherwise okay. But stick to gentle baby rides. Your first baby came early, so this is still a high risk pregnancy. If you're having a cervical stitch, you should go before you have that, I think."
Frogspawn nods. She's been dreading the stitch conversation.
"I had a stitch before I had Alex, didn't stop him coming early. I need to think about it."
They leave the clinic reassured and armed with iron tablets. So busy chatting among themselves that they don't notice Dr Sharpe seeing them leave.
The picture quality is nowhere near as good as the infirmary scanner of course, but still magical to watch.
"Baby looks fine." the sonographer reports. "Nice stable heart rate, nothing unusual I can see. According to this you're about eleven weeks, which is what you were expecting..." She moves the transducer around, and glances down at Alex, who is sitting on the bed next to Mummy, watching the picture intently.
"No signs of twins or more." She focuses back on the baby, and presses some buttons to get data. "Nuchal translucency is normal, so not high risk for Down's syndrome, but we can screen for that if you like."
"Can you tell the gender? We'd like to prepare our son for the new arrival as smoothly as possible." Guppy asks.
In reality, the infirmary scanner already picked up the baby's gender yesterday. But Guppy hopes they can get it through official channels, just in case Alex blabs. The sonographer attempts to get a good view of the baby no bigger than a golf ball.
"Er... it's hard to tell at this stage even though gender differentiation has started. Oh wait, here we go."
The sonographer tells them the guessed gender, and gets it wrong, to Guppy's vague amusement. Good job they weren't relying on that, or there would be a very confused Alex later.
"Am I still okay to go to Disneyland?" Frogspawn asks anxiously, as she gets dressed. "We want to take Alex before the new arrival comes."
"Once the dizziness gets better, you should be okay; your blood results show you're anaemic but otherwise okay. But stick to gentle baby rides. Your first baby came early, so this is still a high risk pregnancy. If you're having a cervical stitch, you should go before you have that, I think."
Frogspawn nods. She's been dreading the stitch conversation.
"I had a stitch before I had Alex, didn't stop him coming early. I need to think about it."
They leave the clinic reassured and armed with iron tablets. So busy chatting among themselves that they don't notice Dr Sharpe seeing them leave.
