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Week 24

We are at the point of viability!! Whew, what a relief that is :)

Went to the northern VA perinatal assoc yesterday. As soon as the tech started the u/s my husband and both said, "wow". Neither of us were expecting to see how 'holy' my placenta was. We just had an u/s 3.5 wks ago and actually expected to not see anything change and hoping to be told I didn't have accreta. But it's not meant to be. The veins measured .9cm, varying in size. 
The previous peri we went to was looking at a spot on my scar by my abdominal wall. The accreta spot is not there. It's actually up against my bladder. It has embedded itself through my uterine muscle and it's up against my uterine wall (but the new peri didn't call it increta because it didn't go through the wall..which is percreta but since she said it's increta, that's what I will call it). It now looks like a 'bulge in a balloon'. I have 10 wks until delivery. A lot has changed in just 3.5 wks, I can only imagine what my uterus/placenta will look like in 10 wks. So the decision has been made to fly to Houston to the TX Childrens Women's Pavilion to deliver. If I was 34 wks with the way the accreta/placenta looks now, I'd deliver here but seeing as I can't predict the future and have to prepare for the worst, we will have our 3rd little Texan :) . 
Right now the OB I've been seeing won't sign the referral form required by TX Childrens, so I have to wait until tomorrow to get the official word. Hopefully by early next week we will have a date for me to report to Houston. I'm hoping it's 6 wks from now so I can bring the whole family...(and avoid flying... ;) ). 
Their standard accreta timeline is admit to the hospital at 33 wks, deliver at 34. 
Also I got the call today that all genetic testing came back normal :) . 


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