The Hut of Gl/Doom Part V- for the unapologetically despondent

[duchesse]

The new hut. Ta-da!

This one is a snug little basement World War 2 type nightclub, with dim lighting, snug velvet sofas, red walls and certainly no politically correct smoking bans. Occasionally certain selected men may be admitted at our convenience.

Sit down, make yourselves at home, and never, ever apologise for feeling like shit. That's about it.

oh my god so much to read and am late home and sure to get a divorce but just hadta write and say hi
and yes yes yes I agree with everything everyone is saying. I hate my nephews parties cos it is just parents and kids ranging from still in mummys tummy to 13 arghhhh
i cried at last one and made pregnant lady so uncomfortable she left ....well it was my bloody sister and newphew (that my sister didn't warn me hurt the most)
if anyone needs an up by the bootstraps message just ask ronny she is great at reminding me not to be so depressed and mean-spirited (should be a councillor!!)
I am ashaed to admit i spent yesterday evening back at St Pancra champagne bar - one glass led to two bottles and a rather large head ache and credit card bill this morning
I am so bad and yet it felt so bloody good!!!!!!!!!!!!
off home to make pita pockets and rescue marriange

herb hugs to you, what an awful experience - made worse by stupid people. I know there are staff shortages etc but there is no humane explanation for your treatment. Pregnancy and m/c are as much mental issues as purely physical but we are made to feel like cattle.
I was put in a room with some bint having an abortion. I am not against abortion but wanted to punch her lights out - one night stand apparently!
People don't get it do they? My mum said, "it was for the best" and most people were about to say you can just try again but I could see the words die on their lips. Girl at work attempted to tell me about her cravings today - I could feel the wave of venom in the look I gave her. What have I become?
Rant over - as are hopes for pg - af here.

I loved the comment my MIL made. At least they have scrapped it all out my dear, you dont want horrible bits inside do you? Yep I wanted to punch her too. I didnt as had no fight left in me.

Thank you Pops. I would make a crap councillor as I like to talk too much. You know what I am like once I start thats it no stopping me. How was the Champers? I have decided no alcohol for me so I can dry from christmas and also because I really want it to work this month and if it doesnt then I want to fall off the wagon in style.

How was your birthday Duchess? Do we need to ask what you wished for.

While we're swapping insensitivity stories...

There I was in the recovery room after my ERPC at 13 weeks for missed m/c of a much wanted foetus.

I was just coming round.

Had exchanged a few words with the nurse sitting next to checking I hadn't carked it under the anaesthetic.

She suddenly got up, went to the telephone, and phoned the delivery suite to check on the progress of her niece's labour.

erm, don't worry about me, love. I'll just lie here and pretend you're not being crassly insensitive, shall I?

Yes they could all do with some sensitivity training. I was treated like I was about to die. They all tiptoed round me. The nurses couldnt get away fast enough. In the theatre the staff were messing about with each other saying they were going to leave a trainee to do my gases. If I hadnt been incapable I would have told them all to Fuck off.

Sorry makes me mad. Then DH came in and sat down and read the paper. Tosser. We are better now he has had some re-education

Was that re-education applied to his goolies using your toe caps?

Yes sort of. I didnt want to hit him to hard as needed said goolies in good working order. It would seem I could have hit him as hard as I liked as I'm still not bloody pregnant!

Well it's my birthday, 4am and I can't sleep. Had some pretty weird dreams, woke up, took my temp (am temping)and here I am. Was just reading some of the horror stories re. insensitive/inhumane clincians. Terrible. Ronshar - v glad you educated your dh

Maybe we should publish a collection of our hospital memoirs to educate the medical profession.

Popsy - what's the St Pancreas champagne bar like? Really want to go there.

Ladylush, that's reminded me. Whipps Cross also phoned me up at 13 weeks to tell me off for not having gone for my nuchal fold scan. When I said that miscarried the baby two weeks ago in their own hospital, she said 'well why haven't you sent us back your antenatal notes then'. Silly me - I should have had their complex internal admin at the top of my priority list.

GNNNNN. I kind of hope that all this shit (of which I've described only a small part) means I've got something great coming to me.

Happy Birthday, Ladylush!

at the stories on here. I am always gobsmacked that the infertility/gynae-things-going-wrong wards and clinics are always next to the antenatal and maternity wards and clinics. Why?!?!?
We didn't have NHS for fertility treatment, so avoiding the antenatal clinic, but they instead put the infertility stuff next to the creche.

Happy Birthday Ladylush ! Have some champagne on me.

These stories are terrible. I was so lucky to have sensitive treatment although I only went into the EPU for a scan and no follow up so there wasn't much chance of them being insensitive. Its terrible though that i have to class myself as 'lucky' to have good treatment.

It's extraodinary, isn't it. Despite the 'pregnancy going wrong' area being right next to the 'happy pregnancies and sweet tots' bit, they still haven't sorted out a system of stopping your 'congratulations on being pregnant' ante-natal literature being sent out after you've had a miscarrriage. In the 'going wrong' area. Right next to the 'happy mums...' bit. I've had it happen twice now. Both times I've kicked up a right stink.

Happy Birthday ladylush, champers for your birthday here.

I have to say that I'm like Wheely, I had good treatment, both here and in Germany where the mc was confirmed (although the doc didn't speak english she was kind). I honestly thought things had progressed enough that medical staff had sensitivity to those going through a mc or difficulty conceiving now but obviously not.

Some people are lovely and kind and considerate, and you want to cry into their ample bosom. Some are crass, insensitive jobsworths who treat you like an inconvenience. I suppose it's like that in real life, too, but you'd hope that the latter type wouldn't see the health service as their vocation.

Oh, and happy birthday ladylush. Oh, and popsy! I love the St P champagne bar, if you can get a seat. And if someone else is paying! Maybe we should all meet up there for a mass wailing and knashing of teeth...

Was just thinking that at my local hospital the EPU is in gynae which is completely separate to the maternity unit so presumably easier not to cause the same insensitve mistakes. However, I have just remembered that when I was in hospital before having dd (I was admitted about 5 days before having her as we were having issues) and about to be induced I was sharing a room with a lady who had, I think, lost all her waters at quite a late stage, although such that the baby wouldn't survive. SHe was going to have to deliver the baby and was sharing a room with me. OK, I wasn't in a great position as my baby's life was at risk but I was 37 weeks and about to be induced.

She did demand to be moved to a private room which she got -thank god.

You really do feel that it can't be beyond the wit of man to separate out the two, don't you? I mean, if a GYN and an OB really need to talk to each other, they have legs to walk to a different section of the hospital.
Confession: when I was heavily pregnant I was trying to find the maternity suite and it was very badly signposted. To my shame I ended up wandering into the nasty-gynaecological investigation ward by mistake. A lovely nurse ushered me out quickly and she was obviously very concerned about her patients and the fact that they really wouldn't want to see me. I couldn't help thinking though that every time they left the ward to get a drink or a paper they would have to see the maternity section on the same corridor and go past all the excited relatives come for visiting.

happy birthday ladylush!!!!

Thanks for all the birthday wishes and virtual champagne - I virtually glugged it I would defo be up for meeting up at that St P champagne bar as I haven't been yet and have been wanting to go.

After my ERPC, in the recovery room, the nurse told me to shut up, because started crying. Luckily they discovered my mc in the ACU and I didn't need to go to maternity. The EPU is now with the ACU, which can sometimes cause it's own problems....

Happy Birthday for yesterday Ladylush.
I met popsy for Champagne a little while back and yes I completely agree we should all gather there for more Champagne and teeth gnashing. We would all make a very interesting bunch!!!

Soosy that is terrible

Ronshar, it was a nice relaxing day thanks Agree - we would make an interesting bunch

Hi everyone
herby great idea - desperate to meet you!! Feel like I know you already . Have met Ronny twice now and she's totally insane...JOKE ronny you know I love ya - we started at chapagne bar but moved to tea and cakes this time cos she is on the wagon oooh can see a mini ronny in my tea leaves and am coming over all wobbly I on the otherhand have resorted to a devil may care attitude - whereby anything in my body would be well and truly pickled - a year of ttc and being careful is just too much and I have to do something to try to take the edge off feeling CRAP all the time and and I suppose

To add to the EPU stories mine was so bad am still angry - they walked me through maternity to sign the "don't investigate it papers", then a few days later when I went back Dh wasn't allowed to sit with me (4 hours waiting for procedure on own in cold), I was given a male nurse, he spent time at bottom of my bed gossiping with other nurses about a pregnant colleague and her huge boobs, i was freezing cos not told to bring dressing gown, an anaesthatist gave me the pessary (I had to ask for it) and was excruciating and humiliating - guessing she had never done it before ("well you're bleeding now"..NO SHIT SHERLOCK), they forgot to weigh me, tag me or take any notes (I have a heart condition), I could hear everything that was going on in cubicle next to me (poor woman) and she could of course hear mine, i was just outside theatre so could hear eveything going on in there...the list goes on - was a F*cking farce - i was going to say men not treated like that but after DHs time at hozzy this week am not so sure - they just lump everything gyno together with no thought of us as people

popsy starts breathing into a paperbag and reminds herself to move on ha bloody ha
After a week with four announcements from close friends I am cancelling weekend with friend with 2 little'uns and spending weekend wit DH in various states of relaxation ...anyone for a TFI Friday G&T...clink fiz....squeeze of lemon...ahhhhhhh

p.s. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ladylush
and sorry for my festive emoticon crapness - things are still festive in popsyland