My battle with Gestational Trophoblastic Disease started out far more innocently than most of you can imagine. . . I found out I was pregnant!
A little after 4 o'clock in the afternoon on Thursday, November 15, 2007, I was excited to see that little extra line on the pregnancy test that told me I was indeed pregnant with my third child. After close to 4 years of cajoling my husband that we should add to our family, I had been just a few weeks earlier in late September to have my IUD removed so that we could try for baby number 3. It was amazing we'd gotten pregnant that fast. I called that day to set up my first prenatal appointment, and with that coming visit set, I waited on pins and needles for the first ultrasound that would come on December 12, 2007.