You might recall that a few months back my sister was having tests ran and I asked ya'll to pray. I guess it's time I explained all of that, huh?
My sister has had female issues in the past. By that, I mean she rarely, if ever, has a cycle. So, back in April, she went to the gyno to get on BC, so that she could resolve this issue and have a cycle. Well, the doctor gave her some medicine that would make her start and then she should've started taking the BC. Well, she never started her cycle after that medicine.
So the doc brought her in for some bloodwork. Her numbers came back all crazy and so they sent her off for more bloodwork and an MRI of her brain. They thought she had a tumor. Thankfully, her MRI came back clear. So, more bloodwork was ordered. Those numbers came back crazy, too. So, they thought that now she might have something wrong with her ovaries. By this point, it's the middle of May. They call her in for an emergency ultrasound.
The tech said, "Ah ha, there it is."
"There what is?"
"Your baby's head. Your six months pregnant."
Yes. My sister was six months pregnant and you couldn't even tell. She's a tiny girl and there wasn't a bump. She looked a little bloated, like she had just eaten too much pizza, but that was it. She had no sickness, no weight gain, no belly. No symptoms what-so-ever. She even had an exam in April when she was 4-5 months pregnant and the doctor missed that.
Thankfully, the baby is doing fine. It's a girl, by the way. She's measuring a few weeks bigger than originally thought and scheduled to be here at the end of August. To say we are all relieved that it wasn't cancer of some sort is a major understatement.
So there you have it.
I've hesitated sharing this on my blog for a while now, because it's family business and I don't normally share info like that on here.... Plus, my little sister is near and dear to my heart and I don't want anyone to think negatively of her at all.