getting sick, call Dr. Paige or me, one of us will call in a prescription for you or determine if you have to see someone. How much longer are you on the road?”
I do the mental math quickly. “Seven or eight weeks, can’t remember for sure, but we have a break where I’ll be going back to LA.”
“When is that?”
“Um, four or five weeks from now.”
“Good, make an appointment with Paige. With your history of PCOS, I can imagine she will want to keep you under supervision throughout your pregnancy. You’re not exactly considered high risk at this point, but you’ll need to pay attention to your body. If it tells you to sleep, sleep. If it tells you to eat, eat. If you feel pain or aches, pick up the phone and call one of us. Here…” she reaches over and pulls a couple of pamphlets off of the wall holders, “read these, they’re shortened lists of good foods, bad foods and what to avoid, like caffeine. There’s dozens of books out there, but I recommend the What to Expect books.”
“I have one.” She chuckles. “They’re a little bit excited.” I jerk my head toward the door and shrug.
“I can tell. They were chomping at the bit to come back here. Becky put them in their place.” She laughs again. “That’s good for them to be that way. Which is going to lead me into my theory.”
“Your theory?”
“Based on your blood tests, my exam just now, your little pouch already and the high flush of hormones you seem to be experiencing, I think there is a good possibility that you’ve got twins in there.”
“What?” I say in a rushed breath.
She smiles widely. “If it’s twins, then things are going to be slightly different for you. For one, you will show much faster and given that you think you’re about five weeks along, it won’t take you long before you’re buying new clothes. Two, your hormones will run higher for the next three or four months, which means, high emotional ups and downs. From laughing one minute, to crying the next…”
“Too late.”
She smiles, “You may get snappy with your guys or anyone who steps on your toes. Your diet needs to increase. I’ll confirm with the ultrasound before I go getting it stuck into your head and we find out there’s one.”
I nod. “Is it…” I can’t get the question out. “If it’s twins, is it possible for them to have two different fathers?” I ask quickly and mumbled.
“Try that again? Addison, you have nothing to be embarrassed about here.”
I take a deep breath. “What are the odds that if it’s twins, that they have two different fathers?”
She smiles. “They’re low, but not impossible, but we won’t know that without testing and that can’t happen for a long time. If those guys are as feisty as I think they are, you may have a higher chance of having two babies at the same time with two dads.”
“Oh my god, that sounds so bad.”
She stands. “Hardly, it would be a miracle and you’ve got two men to take care of you throughout all this. I think they’d both be excited to know they each scored.”
“Doctor B,” I scold and she bursts out laughing.
“It’s every man’s dream, darlin’.” She smirks. “Go ahead and put your top back on. Leave the bottoms off. Because you’re not that far along, I’m going to do an internal ultrasound. I’ll send them in.”
“Please, and Dr. Breckenridge?”
“Yes, Addison?”
“Thank you, for everything.”
She puts her hand on my shoulder and squeezes. “Paige is very fond of you. I know that your PCOS diagnosis tore her up.”
“Really?” I raise an eyebrow at her. “You guys talk about me?”
She smiles. “Not like you think. We talked this morning when I was going over your records. She said that when she gave you that diagnosis you were so shell shocked, and that it broke her heart. But you’ve proved her wrong and gotten pregnant. I don’t want to put a damper
I do the mental math quickly. “Seven or eight weeks, can’t remember for sure, but we have a break where I’ll be going back to LA.”
“When is that?”
“Um, four or five weeks from now.”
“Good, make an appointment with Paige. With your history of PCOS, I can imagine she will want to keep you under supervision throughout your pregnancy. You’re not exactly considered high risk at this point, but you’ll need to pay attention to your body. If it tells you to sleep, sleep. If it tells you to eat, eat. If you feel pain or aches, pick up the phone and call one of us. Here…” she reaches over and pulls a couple of pamphlets off of the wall holders, “read these, they’re shortened lists of good foods, bad foods and what to avoid, like caffeine. There’s dozens of books out there, but I recommend the What to Expect books.”
“I have one.” She chuckles. “They’re a little bit excited.” I jerk my head toward the door and shrug.
“I can tell. They were chomping at the bit to come back here. Becky put them in their place.” She laughs again. “That’s good for them to be that way. Which is going to lead me into my theory.”
“Your theory?”
“Based on your blood tests, my exam just now, your little pouch already and the high flush of hormones you seem to be experiencing, I think there is a good possibility that you’ve got twins in there.”
“What?” I say in a rushed breath.
She smiles widely. “If it’s twins, then things are going to be slightly different for you. For one, you will show much faster and given that you think you’re about five weeks along, it won’t take you long before you’re buying new clothes. Two, your hormones will run higher for the next three or four months, which means, high emotional ups and downs. From laughing one minute, to crying the next…”
“Too late.”
She smiles, “You may get snappy with your guys or anyone who steps on your toes. Your diet needs to increase. I’ll confirm with the ultrasound before I go getting it stuck into your head and we find out there’s one.”
I nod. “Is it…” I can’t get the question out. “If it’s twins, is it possible for them to have two different fathers?” I ask quickly and mumbled.
“Try that again? Addison, you have nothing to be embarrassed about here.”
I take a deep breath. “What are the odds that if it’s twins, that they have two different fathers?”
She smiles. “They’re low, but not impossible, but we won’t know that without testing and that can’t happen for a long time. If those guys are as feisty as I think they are, you may have a higher chance of having two babies at the same time with two dads.”
“Oh my god, that sounds so bad.”
She stands. “Hardly, it would be a miracle and you’ve got two men to take care of you throughout all this. I think they’d both be excited to know they each scored.”
“Doctor B,” I scold and she bursts out laughing.
“It’s every man’s dream, darlin’.” She smirks. “Go ahead and put your top back on. Leave the bottoms off. Because you’re not that far along, I’m going to do an internal ultrasound. I’ll send them in.”
“Please, and Dr. Breckenridge?”
“Yes, Addison?”
“Thank you, for everything.”
She puts her hand on my shoulder and squeezes. “Paige is very fond of you. I know that your PCOS diagnosis tore her up.”
“Really?” I raise an eyebrow at her. “You guys talk about me?”
She smiles. “Not like you think. We talked this morning when I was going over your records. She said that when she gave you that diagnosis you were so shell shocked, and that it broke her heart. But you’ve proved her wrong and gotten pregnant. I don’t want to put a damper
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