It has now been four days since I stopped the progesterone, estrogen, prednisone, folic acid and Omega 3s. Today marks 5 weeks and I am waiting for my body to do something, anything to signal that it is letting go of this doomed pregnancy.
In the mean time, I have:
gone on long runs, ordered in sushi (I lied and told the lady on the phone it was for 2 people when she asked how many it was for -- to be fair, I did eat the 28 pieces in two separate sittings), drank wine, consumed copious amounts of (unpasteurized?) goat cheese, ordered a large latte every morning at work, popped a few aspirin, and lifted many heavy boxes. While long runs historically cause me to spot bright red when I am not pregnant, running under these circumstances does not seem to produce the same effect.
I will get a beta drawn in the morning to see where things stand. In the mean time, this is beginning to feel a little ominous. If this isn't going to work out (it's not) I was really hoping it would at least be chemical and that my body would take care of things itself.
I can't help but think that it would be a signature A. move to be diagnosed with an ectopic the week we are supposed to move abroad.