A friend from work emailed to see if I was OK (my other friend at work told her a bit about what was going on). She wasn't sure she should ask, but I told her that one reason I didn't mind telling friends about the pregnancy early, was that I have a bigger support system if anything happens to go wrong.
H is being incredibly sweet and I know he is worried about me (and the baby). He drove me to work this afternoon for a thesis defense so that I wouldn't have to park far away. He also cooked dinner tonight. I am hopeful that things will be OK. I think my chances are about 75% for a good outcome (based on my obsessive compulsive searching and reading of medical studies online). Of course, the doctor didn't put a number on it- he just said that seeing the baby moving and the heartbeat were good signs.