@3204ECL thanks so much for your reply and for asking after me. I didn't get much sleep at all, but only to be expected I guess. These things do always seem to happen on the weekend, don't they? I used the same HPT I was using previously, for consistency with the results (it is Sainsbury one that picks up 15 hcg). CX already told me yesterday that my urine sample was 29 hcg, so I guess I shouldn't be surprised it is reading positive. I wanted to use the same test that I did for the BFN last week because CX seemed to think maybe the discrepancy between the blood results was due to different machines at the EPU and their lab...but the HPT test I took was the same both weeks, one clearly a BFN and one clearly a BFP after that. The BFP was exactly when I would have been testing in the two week wait - exactly 14 dpo. Before that, my hcg never went up - it went down for three weeks all the way to 7.5 (almost negative). All of this makes me think that something is up for sure.
I took another test today and I might be imagining it, but line seems to be a bit darker. Either way, it is still a clear BFP and temps also started to rise this morning. I think you are right @Catconfusion about taking a test that only measures below 50 - I guess those would be the clearblue digital ones? Stupidly, I ordered the FRERs on amazon last night, so I must have been thinking the opposite! I don't know why I did that, clearly my hcg in urine is at least 29 so all those tests will be positive.
Clearly, I am really hoping this is a new pregnancy, despite all the fears that I have about the molar and whether this would trigger the regrowth of abnormal cells. Otherwise, I have to think the worst and prepare myself for chemo and waiting another year to ttc again. I really want to cry when I think about how the doctors never prepared me for this and aren't helping me in any way when I'm so desperately worried. I keep thinking, ok I had an mmc, but now I'll recover and be fine next time. And then, ok I had a partial molar, but my hcg is only 7.5 and surely I'll be negative and finish follow-up in a month. And now, holy f* the hcg is rising, surely it's a baby and not molar regrowth. And I don't want to know what comes after that sentence. I can't bear to hope anymore and to be crushed again. I can't bear to be in the 1% and then .1% and then .05% of unlucky people anymore. I like to think I am strong, but really how much can one person take?
Now that I am in this place of deep uncertainty I am not sure what to do. I'm reluctant to give up coffee and wine (my favorite things) for molar cells, particularly when I am already feeling so low. I'm sure that makes me a terrible person. And I'm taking an antibiotic for my skin too that is working well, but now I'm afraid to continue with it. I have a slight twinge in my stomach the past few days and I don't know what it means. I don't understand how the doctor's can just make me wait another week for more blood results. Do I continue to put my life on hold for this never-ending miscarriage?