Michigan, here we come. 🙁
The doc said of course I am high-risk, but not THAT high-risk. And if I WAS that high-risk they would WANT to transfer me out of the area to a bigger city. (In fact, when we first mentioned Detroit, the doc’s response was “That’s great!”)
We then basically flat out told him we wanted to stay here and were worried about the stress of moving within two months and he said they couldn’t really do anything about that—as far as they are concerned, the baby is healthy and I am healthy. They are running some tests (like for my thyroid) and they did an EKG, but as they said, I’m good to go in their eyes.
They did a looooooong ultrasound (which we have on DVD, we just haven’t had a chance to pull pics from it yet) and told us everything looks good. The baby is the right size and shape, the heart and umbilical cord are working well, and whatever they look for in the spine and nasal cavity (looking for deformities) is perfect. We got to hear the heartbeat again as well.
So, good news and bad news, all rolled into one.