Well my experinces weren't exactly good either.
My first PG ended in M/C at 7 wks in January 2005, I started bleeding whilst visiting family 3 hours drive away from home, not heavy bleeding just spotting to start with. I had a dull ache in my belly but nothing major, So once we got home i kept checking and it got graduallly heavier, We decided to go a&e at our local hospital once the pain got worse. we sat for over and hour in the waiting room, They did a blood test, and asked me what i had lost. No scan or internal scan, the horrible male doctor told me that i probably was having a miscarriage, and there was nothing they could do. I should go home and rest. I was livid. I asked for a scan to confirm what was happening, but because it was the weekend they said they did not do scans on the weekend, and that the loss would happen on its own and they couldn't do anything to stop it. I begged the doctor, literally, i was so angry. I needed either re-assurance or a definite answer, not a probably. When he left, DH and i burst into tears. A nurse came in and spoek to us and i told her how apalled i was at his attitude, we had never experienced this before and were in total shock. She must have told him he was out of line, and he did come and apologise, but still wouldn't do a scan. Then for some reason I was admitted, not sure why really. I was taken up to a bed on a ward, had an id bracelet and everything, they said i may need to stay in, because my bleedng was heavy by then. All i could think was that i didn't want my DH to be on his own that night. I was then sent to see another doctor who was lovely. he said he didn't think i needed a scan, i was obviously having a miscarriage and gave me some leaflets and a letter for the doctor. We finally went home, after being in the hospital for 4 hours. I have never sobbed so much.
2nd miscarriage was in April 2005 at 9 wks. I was out working and went to the toilet and noticed something was wrong when i went to the toilet, just a little brown discharge this time. I went home and called the doctors who saw me that afternoon, but i had to wait a long time, no set time for the appointment. The doctor was very helpful, she checked my tummy and suggested i could either be admitted to hospital and have a scan the next day, or wait a few days and have a scan after the weekend. I initially chose to wait over the weekend, then got home and aspoke to SH who said to go overnight, so i called to change it and the bed had alreayd gone so i had to wait. I asked the doctor if i could have a scan that day at another local hospital, she called them all for me and there was one that could see me, s we drove 40 mins to another hospital and they didn't even knwo who we were, they weren't expecting us. We had to talk them into seeing us. apparenty nobody had handed our message over to the next shift. (always a good excuse) so eventually we saw someone, after a couple of hours. He told us that we couldn't have a scan there, nobody was available to do it, and they could only call someone to come in if it was an emergency. It was an emergency to me. They said they could do a blood test and i'd have to go back in 2 days for another. We had a big discussion with the doctor as to why we had been told we coudl ahve one, we had travelled all that way for nothing. I got very upset. The nurses were quite rude, and said we were out of line and suggested we were trying it on. We even called our doctor to let them speak to the nurses there. All they kept saying was that they couldn't do it, they ended up shooing us out, without having given me the blood test, and were really very rude to us. More sobbing to follow.
I wrote a letter to the doctors saying how shocked i was that we had not heard from anyone and that the care we had wasn't exactly good. that was April, we have heard nothing from anyone.
Our first baby would have been due today.
Sorry for the essay, not sure where all that has come from. didn't mean tog ive you all those details.