That's exactly it user. So many symptoms, which didn't start to fade till I'd had the surgery, so many plans and hopes.
And I was exactly the same! Went into the scan, she said my bladder was too full so to have a wee. Came back in, she did an abdominal then an internal. Coughed. Went to get a colleague. We could see the baby on the screen and my DH was squeezing my hand really tight. And she said there's your baby but it's not the right size and there's no heartbeat, I'm really sorry. Her colleague put a hand on her shoulder and asked if she was okay!
She said she'd read my notes and saw it was my third loss so the good news was that we'd be referred to a special clinic. I was completely numb so said okay, well thanks very much for letting us know. Madness.
She popped out to call the epu at the other hospital, I turned to DH who had tears in his eyes and was still gripping my hand and I let out this awful howl.
It was quite funny because she walked back in while I was sobbing half bent over DH and naked from the waist down and said oh, you're upset, I thought you were taking it well...
So I've waffled on as usual but the answer is I had no clue AT ALL anything was wrong. I had text book symptoms because the sac etc had continued to grow and I was still very pregnant, the only thing not growing was our baby.
The rest of it was a blur of medical stuff, options, tests, drugs at the epu after a hysterical 45 minute drive in awful traffic. We weren't offered a photo but I'm glad we got to see her. She was tiny and still but perfect and beautiful.
And all losses are tragic and can affect you massively. When you lose your baby, however and whenever it happens you lose a piece of your heart. But for me getting to 12 weeks and then finding out, feeling like the previous 4 weeks had been a lie and as her mum I should have known something was wrong was too shocking for words (or at least logical conversation!).
With my last mc last cycle it was super early and blood tests showed early it wasn't developing so we didn't have any time to get attached to it.
Onwards and sodding upwards now. But my innocence about the whole baby making process has buggered off for good and I'll never look forward to a 12 week scan again.