Slow Rising Hcg Success Stories Novels & Stories

I only stopped when I arrived at a 24-hour clinic because I needed to know for sure. I went in and my samples were taken, while I waited with my heart in my hands. If the results came out positive, where would I even begin? I love children but this wasn’t what I had in mind when I planned a family. It took less than an hour for the doctor to call me into his office. "The rapid blood test is conclusive, Mrs. Whitmore," the doctor said, offering a small, sympathetic smile. "You are roughly six weeks pregnant and your HCG levels are quite high."

I needed to see if the clinic had finally figured out what virus was making me feel so awful. "Don't worry about the phone, Mommy," Caleb growled against my ear, as he delivered deep thrusts that had my toes curling into the sheets. "Just look at me." But my thumb had already swiped the screen open. My eyes frantically scanned the digital notification from the medical portal. HCG Blood Test Result: POSITIVE. Patient Status: 4 Weeks Pregnant. My breath froze as my jaw literally dropped, the phone nearly slipping from my palms. The words blurred before my eyes. Positive. Pregnant.

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.

I asked, this time my tone was cold. “It was your husband who said you don't want any baby and you both want to abort it” She replied. “He knows that I am pregnant,” I asked, getting another shock. “Yes. Last time report showed you are pregnant. I checked twice, and the results were the same. Sometimes HCG levels are not high enough for the test," She explained. “Thank you,” I said, cutting the call. “How can he do this, How could he…"? I was about to leave the cabin when the doctor asked" Mrs Wilton your blood”

I walk into the quiet, sterile consultation room and sit across from a smiling, middle-aged female doctor with a stern face and glasses hanging on her nose. She looks at a chart, then gives me a gentle smile. "Ms. Bennett, your blood work and exam are all clear. No infection, no food poisoning indicators." I heave out a big sigh. "Okay. Anything else I need to know?" She tilts the monitor slightly. "Your HCG levels are quite elevated. The nausea you experienced is a very common early symptom.” “Ms. Bennett, you are pregnant. Approximately six weeks along." The words ring like a gunshot in my ears. I've always suspected, but I didn't expect it to land with such a terrifying smack.

”Fuck babe…” I exhale and pull him on top of me. ”I love you, I didn’t hurt you did I?” Ashton asks with worry. ”No babe, I’m just perfect” I murmur and kiss his temple. ”Now, tell me…” Ashton murmurs. Ashton ”Okay, so the clinic called” Sebastian says, a look of pure, breathless awe on his face. ”They have the first test results—our surrogate’s beta-hCG blood work. Her hormone levels have already doubled, which means that the embryo transfer was a total success. She is officially pregnant!”

I asked, my breakfast threatening to come back out while I felt another panic attack rising. “There is a baby! How can there be no baby when I felt sick to my stomach this morning and the test showed a positive result. Hg..Hcg...That hormone that rises up, Hcg, right? It says so in the kit that HCG hormone rises up when you’re pregnant.” Ivyrose said, removing my arm around her while her tears fell. I closed my eyes and tried with all my might not to have another panic attack.

Arabella , still not fully understanding the situation, let herself be guided. "I'm fine, really. I don't feel anything strange," she insisted as they led her to the back of the emergency area. Eduard had spared no effort; he had made sure that everything was prepared for her arrival. A couple of hours later, and having checked Arabella from head to toe, now in the office, the doctor was carefully reviewing the results of her exams. "Well, let's see what we have here... there's an increase in the HCG hormone, which means..." the doctor reviewed the computer screen and then the printed results, but he didn't finish giving a clear explanation.

“There is... one more thing.” Scarlet, Dante, and Ace all turned toward her. Doctor Madison gave a small smile as she pulled out a second sheet and held it up. “Your hCG levels are elevated.” The room fell silent. Scarlet froze. Dante looked at her, confused. “What happened? What does that mean? Is it dangerous? Should we be worried?”

“I need this done now.” The doctor stared at the money. She was quiet for a moment, then pulled up my file on her computer. “Let me run some tests first to check your levels. If they’re borderline acceptable, we might be able to proceed, but I can’t make any promises.” An hour later, I was lying on the examination table, staring at the ceiling as the doctor prepared the equipment. My hormone levels were low, but not impossible to work with. “The success rate will be lower,” she warned me as she positioned the speculum. “Maybe forty percent instead of seventy. And there’s a higher risk of miscarriage in the first trimester.”