I cant even being to tell you how crazy this whole frickin (and I censored that) week has been. I have been on quite the emotional roller coaster. I tried to blog several times this week and couldnt bring myself to even type things. Turns out I never needed to. I dont even know if I can tell the whole story.... but I will try. It does end up good... so keep reading
We'll start with last Wednesday the 18th. I started bleeding. After talking to my ob's answering service I decide to go to the emergency room and get it checked out.(after all what use is great insurance if you dont use it) So scared out of my mind I go to the hospital. The stick me for an IV, do a pap and have me wait for an ultrasound. They give be both an external and an internal. Then it was time to wait. I guess there is only one guy there who can read the ultrasound and it could take an hour. Sometime later the ER Dr comes back and tells me Ive had a miscarriage. He told me that the sac was empty and it was only at 6 weeks.(I was suposedly almost 8) He was very sympathetic.
At that point I had the choice of a d&c or just waiting for it to naturally happen. Since I had already started bleeding and Ive never been one to want to go thru anything that invasive.... I chose to simply wait. They gave me a prescription for Vicoden (for the cramping) and phenergan (because I was so sick)
The next few days were a blur. I called my mom and asked her to tell everyone so I wouldnt have to. I took no phone calls. My husband took a few days off work so he could take care of me. I was either completely numb or crying most of the time.
and then there was the scrapbook rally. I still had to go. I figured it would be good for me to spend time with my mom and grandma anyway. I threw up every morning I was there and I had no energy. I started having this fantasy that I was still pregnant... afterall I still hadnt started bleeding and it had been like 5 days. I squished it back knowing how bad it would hurt when I did start bleeding. but it kept nagging me.
So fast forward to Thursday the 26th. This is the day I have to go get my checkup from the OB/gyn. After waiting almost an hour (still fantasizing by the way) the Dr comes in. He starts his routine questions.
Dr: I heard you didnt want the d&c have you started bleeding.... .
Me: No, just light cramping
Dr: Well sometimes it takes a few weeks....
Me: do the rest of the symptoms stay that long? Im still so queasy and my boobs still hurt
Dr: looking confused... Your boobs still hurt?
Dr: Your symptoms should have tapered off. You shouldnt have any after 8 days. Im going to have her scan you... hold on. I'll have her fit you in.
So I sit in the waiting room for another 1/2 hour.
The ultrasound tech was very sweet. A minute later she looked very confused.... they told you that you had a miscarriage?.... well... here is your baby looks like 7 weeks 2 days
I would be lying if I said I was completely shocked. I just starred at the screen looking at the little heart beating strongly and then I started to cry. She printed me out a picture and sent me back to the Dr.... who was LIVID! I think he was going to drive to the ER and beat up whomever read my ultrasound last week. He told me never to go to that hospital again and he will be bringing it to their attention.
My dates were off.... I am now due October 13th... not the 2nd. The reason the sac was at 6 weeks was I was only 6 weeks.
The only bad news is I do have a clot (a Subchronic hematoma....hence the bleeding earlier) I was put on bedrest for 2 weeks until I get a another ultrasound.... but at the moment things are good.
but seriously.... WHAT THE f*ck. Thank God I declined the d&c and was going to let things happen naturally. And they put me on vicodin!! (which is a no-no when preggo) Thank God I only took like 5 of them. Im trying not to obsess but its hard when I cant get off the couch!
I just pray everything is okay