I was worried too. Right up until the last minute. In fact, I'm still worried (apparently this is how it goes- a moment of relief, then worry until the next milestone.) The nurse didn't call it the heartbeat scan. It was just a very, very early heartbeat. Barely visible. Not exactly out-of-the-woods territory. A relief? Yes, of course. I saw growth. Growth is good.
I asked about restrictions, as I've been on light duty since ER (no heavy lifting, housework, sex, etc.) and P is getting antsy to celebrate this event (and I detest not being able to vacuum regularly.)
Me: So, am I still on all restrictions?
RE: No intercourse, what else do you want to do?
So I vacuumed on Saturday and spotted on Sunday (after not spotting since my positive hpt in the fourth week.) I had serious DBTs. I killed the baby by vacuuming the living room. I huddled on the couch most of the day. My symptoms were subsiding and along with the spotting and the barely-there heartbeat, I was feeling pretty doomed.
I feel better today. Somewhat.
Mostly I'm just posting this so that I remember that it happened and hopefully someone will remember that it happened to me if it's happening to them and that it's normal. I think. I hope.