Since I’m carrying twins and pregnancy scares the hell out of me, I found it important to gym it up as much as I reasonably could. This meant only elliptical and maybe light weights with the arms. No running, no sexy time, no baths, no swimming. So basically, have zero fun during your pregnancy and occasionally question whether or not you’re cut out for motherhood.
Anyway, after our experiences with two doctors mentioning selective reduction, I tried like hell to contact the surgeon that performed my trachelectomy and implanted the abdominal cerclage (sounds like I was abducted from my trailer in New Mexico and tested on by aliens with the names they have for these things). My first attempt was all for naught. MD Anderson has this really cool portal where you can ask questions. I thought I was clear, but I tend to write novels for questions. They told me that, although I was not asking for prenatal care questions, they would have to defer to the maternal fetal medicine specialist for any questions. I sat on that answer for about a week, lost sleep, probably had one of those shower epiphanies, and tried again.
One evening about one to two days after I posed my question once more (at 12 weeks pregnant), I received a phone call while I was working on my fitness (one of the last times I could do so for the duration of my pregnancy). It was the surgeon who performed the trachelectomy calling me from his personal phone. See a theme here? These doctors are top in the world, but take the time and care (cuz who knows if this bish is going to stalk them) to call me from their personal phones. It was Dr. Pedro T. Ramirez (ladies, hubbies, wives, boyfriends, or girlfriends – I hope you’re taking note of all of these doctors in the instance you experience any of this – you will not regret your experience with any of them). He was very kind and took his time to listen to me. He insisted that, although there is nothing documented, there have been successful multiple pregnancies with this abdominal cerclage. I was relieved. This, by no means, meant that our pregnancy journey would be easy, but it did mean that we made a great choice to keep our two little nuggets. (Imagine if we had not…)
I hurried over to hubby to tell him the news. We were both excited and happy to have heard from an amazing surgeon personally, and to have heard straight from the horse’s mouth that we made the right choice to proceed.
*Disclaimer – I don’t live in a trailer in New Mexico.