Slow Hcg Rise Novels & Stories

“Why do you look as if something huge is about to happen? Our baby is fine, right?” Dr. Ryan shook his head, letting his eyes drop to the desk as if he didn't want to witness the look on their faces once he broke the news. “Your HCG levels are getting low,” he looked up and said. “Tracy, what's going on? Is anything bothering you? Do you take any other drugs apart from the ones I prescribed for you? Most importantly, have you always been in a bad mood recently?” Tracy looked at her lap, sniffing and throwing Lucas a fearful look, her shoulders trembling.

"Is your stomach not feeling well?" Zoey nodded, "I went to do a test." Russell did not dare to take it lightly, but whatever Zoey said was the truth, after all, she knew her body best. Soon, the test results came out. Russell raised an eyebrow as he looked at the data that had been tested. HCG value is the human chorionic gonadotropin, which was a data used to test pregnancy. He looked at Zoey in shock, then at the doubled numbers, and even though he was slow, he understood what it meant.

I looked at the doctor, as she nodded, pursing her lips, and arms crossed over her chest. "Well, you know, sometimes the HCG hormones are not high enough to tell you a positive answer in an OTC test. We can have you go up, see Carol, tell her what's going on, she can make you another test right then and there, and give you an ultrasound to verify just in case. What do you say?" I was scared, that's what I say. But before I could answer, Logan did it for me.

“Did she win, Aris? Is my brain finally fried?” Aris looked up, a slow smile spreading across his face—a look that was entirely too happy for a toxicology report. “Victoria, your neuro-receptors are perfectly fine. In fact, they’re working overtime. But it’s not the Gilded Grove Blue causing the surge.” He turned the monitor toward me. “Your HCG levels are off the charts. You aren’t sick, Victoria. You’re approximately six weeks pregnant.” The world stopped.

“What happened? What does that mean? Is it dangerous? Should we be worried?” Doctor Madison smiled faintly, trying to keep the mood calm. “It’s not dangerous,” she said, “unless it's accompanied by everything else like anaemia, low BP, and low blood sugar. Scarlet, you need to rest. I’m writing a prescription, and I want you to take at least a full week off. No hospital. No stress. You’re not invincible.” Ace squinted. “What’s hCG?” Doctor Madison chuckled. “G****e it, genius,” she said with a wink.

"We'll insert the catheter through the cervix and place the blastocyst directly into the uterus. The whole process takes about ten minutes." "And after that?" I asked, my scientific curiosity tangled up with maternal anxiety. "Then begins the most important waiting period of your lives," she replied with a gentle smile. "Between five and seven days after the transfer, if the embryo successfully implants in the uterine wall, it will start releasing the hormone hCG—human chorionic gonadotropin. That's the hormone pregnancy tests detect." I squeezed Nate's hand as I took in every word, trying to memorize the timeline that could change our lives forever.

With only 15 days left before my final escape, my time was rapidly slipping away. It had been almost two weeks since that wild night. If my body had truly accepted a new life—if my desperate plan to secure a piece of him to take with me had actually worked—the HCG hormone levels should finally be high enough to be detected. The doctor's early blood test had been negative because it was simply too soon. But now... the timing was perfect.

"We've got the hCG levels back from the initial draw, Aria." I looked at the numbers. My breath hitched. The values were... weird. They weren't climbing the way they had with the twins. They were low. Too low. "Is something wrong?" I asked, my voice small. "Are they... is the development abnormal?" Luca stopped pacing, his entire body going rigid. "What does that mean?" The doctor, a woman who had seen me through every stage of my first pregnancy, looked from the paper to us, her brow furrowing. "I want to do another draw and a quick ultrasound. These numbers aren't making sense for the timeline we discussed."

Lisa called out. Diana took the test results from Grayson and handed them to Robert. “Can you please interpret it for us?” Robert said to Diana. “The first result is from the blood sample I took from Lisa. I sent it to the lab to test for human chorionic gonadotropin (hCG), a hormone typically present in the blood of someone who is pregnant or has recently experienced a pregnancy loss. As you can see in the test result, it shows the presence of hCG, which means Lisa was pregnant," Diana explained.