I think it was labmum who described it as “vibrating” with pre scan anxiety. I was awake at 3 pretty much unable to breathe with sheer panic about the whole fucking thing. Up at 8 to jab, eat and take my handful of pills and I feel like I’m going a bit nuts tbh. No one can say anything, it’s just a waiting game till Wednesday to see if it’s still okay in there. It’s obvioudly still in there as I never get a normal mc bleed or any idea whether or not things are going to plan. But is its heart still beating, are the drugs keeping the placenta working, are we going to have a repeat of a bad scan and an “I’m so sorry” or by some miracle will it be different the time.
Sorry, I’m just offloading. I didn’t think it would get to me like this, I’m normally not stressy about much, but the idea that I have absolutely no idea about what’s going on in there is sending me batty. Mmc has just fucked my faith in having any insight into my body and I spent a chunk of the early hours thinking if by chance it is okay all this anxiety is just wasted energy but it’s not helping because there isn’t any other way to be.
Gah.