Oh my God I don't know where to start. I've got so ridiculously behind.
Bear with me, this may be somewhat higgledy piggledy!
First and foremost, LAF I honestly don't know what to say. This is a truly hideous experience you are having on top of two other hideous experiences you have had to contend with in the last few months and I doubt even the strongest of us could remain stoic or even remotely optimistic as you have done so far. I am so very sad that you are having to deal with your shitty EPU, cope with being strong for your DH and try and face all this at Christmas. It's just utterly shit and totally unfair and, yet again, I wish there was someone out there that I could blame on your behalf. I swear, it's a bloody good job that Mother Nature isn't a physical being, or she'd receive a battering from me on a daily basis. I was thinking a lot about you the other day and umming and aahing over the cruelty of both infertility and recurrent mcs. Though, having got through it, I think infertility is perhaps the easier of the two because there is less fear of getting pregnant and then losing the baby. The only blessing here, if you can see a way out of the darkness for a moment, is that you will now be eligible for decent testing as Lunatic said. It probably also means that you'll receive much better care the next time you fall pregnant and it's very important to focus on the fact that you seem to have no problem in getting pregnant! I know this is no comfort right now but, further testing may flag up issues you weren't aware of and there's a very real chance that they will be able to help you sustain pregnancy as they have several other ladies here. Not that this is much consolation for the losses you've had already. The 3 miscarriage rule is so bloody barbaric.
Anyway, it ain't over until it's over. I appreciate that you are in a horrible limbo right now. The presence of a hb means that you can make no real decision about the way forward. I wish I could hold your hand and give you a big hug in person. I also wish I could wave a big magic wand over everyone here to make it all better. But, we are here to hold your hand in the meantime and hoping and praying that your baby hangs on. Don't give up.
banana Yey for pethidine and a straightforward operation. Obviously, your case wasn't simple, but I'm pleased it was so easily rectified. Must be great to end the year positively and well done for being so brave. Our bodies can behave so very weirdly sometimes!
hairy I heartily recommend getting drunk this Christmas. Frankly, you've earned it! Glad you're finally getting somewhere with the testing process. I would say step away from Google, but I have been and still am just as bad and there's no doubting it can be just as helpful as it can be soul-destroying on occasion. Look at Mummy. I doubt she'd have got to the bottom of her diagnosis so quickly if it weren't for such devoted research. Mind you, that's not to say it's the same for all of us and some of us are more mental than others! 
I'm referring to myself here, of course.
frazzled JB is an odd choice for me in terms of comedians. I normally struggle a bit with such a thick Liverpudlian accent, but he is such a nice bloke and still at that really humble stage where he can't quite believe people want to come and see him. He was very funny and it took me out of myself and my worries for a bit.
Sorry to hear about your horrific journey. I HATE driving in the snow and the ice makes it even more treacherous. I'm one of those people who bangs on about why I can't understand why people go out in it, but it's so easy to get caught and stuck in weather this sodding changeable, as you've shown. I also think your 94 year-old grandparents will have been so relieved to see you, so don't see it as a waste of time. It must be terrifying for them and many others in their position. Hope DS is feeling better. It's so hard to deal with a lot of life when pregnant, knackered and bearing the burden of being an OMW isn't it?
Baubles Ah, Attila the guru! I've often been grateful for her sage words, particularly in relation to Clomid and other hormonal cock ups. Pleased she was able to offer some helpful advice. Glad sunny is doing well and gladder still that she feels strong enough to move on from here after getting to the 12 week point. I have visions of me still being here way after we've all successfully conceived, given birth etc. etc.
Digi Yey for unspoken TTC or lots of lovely irresponsible shagging! I like the unspoken thing, because it takes the pressure off, even though you're both fully aware of what's really going on! At least you're both on the same page. DH and I somehow managed to SWI every other day (and for 3 days at ovulation time) for 2 years straight, without it ever being too forced. I can only remember one occasion where we didn't want to miss a night and had to choreograph stuff to get a sneaky one in! 
It was truly awful and didn't even result in successful conception , but in two years I still think that's pretty good going. You do whatever works for you in terms of keeping it fun. Otherwise it can be such a joyless task after a while. Quite sad really. Like you, I also found the arrival of AF less distressing when waiting for test results. I felt that if I was actively on with some other process, it made the waiting and wondering a bit less frustrating, but only a bit!
Julez No matter how many times I read your story, I'm completely floored by it. I can't believe you are here and certainly can't believe you're pg after all that. Such is the strength of the OMW!
mumatron What news? I thought of you the other day - at least I think I remember rightly that it was you whose dog went nuts when you fell pg? My sister's dog won't leave me alone at the moment. She keeps guarding me by sitting on my feet and growling at anyone who comes near. It's very cute and she did it a couple of days before my scan, which was actually quite reassuring. Hard to believe we've come so far since that first testing thread. I had a little look over it recently. My God, there were some dark times, but I hope it helps anyone else who may be starting down this road because it's a long one!
Lady I'm so sorry to hear that you're feeling so down. Give yourself a break. It's bound to be shitty for you and you are entitled to feel this way. I know that doesn't lessen the anger or the hurt any, but I fully empathise with how black it seems at times, particularly at Christmas. My last Christmas was the pits and I remember hoping for a better year this year. It took me ten months of it to get the news I was wanting, and I still don't feel remotely out of the woods, but I keep telling myself that in the great scheme of things it isn't that long a period of time. Much easier to say when you fall pg though, I know. Big hugs. I hope Christmas is as peaceful as it can be for you.
Lunatic Not surprising that you gave your DH a shock with the late night screaming! Nightmares like that are hideous though. I often think my DH isn't affected in the same way as me when it comes to everything baby related, but interestingly enough he told me of a horrible dream he'd had a night before our scan which involved him miscarrying and asking people kindly to look away. Obviously, this disturbed him somewhat, but is proof that our men are panicking with us on some level. I'm very grateful he waited until after our scan to share that little nugget with me! I know what you mean about the snow. We've had a lot less this time around, but it seems to be of the ridiculously slippy variety. Frightening when you know you may need to get to hospital at any given moment. How are you feeling about everything now it's had a chance to sink in? I hope you're feeling a little less freaked out by the SCBU experience.
Waves to Mummy, waterplate and justmee. Hope I haven't missed anyone, but this is getting a bit like War and Peace in terms of length!
Not much to report at this end except a lot of retching, some puking and boobs which seem to get more painful by the day. I'm still grateful, although it seems harder to cope with ms in the snow. My ms seems to be at its worst at teatime and the only solution is to eat all the wrong things, so I'm stuffing my face with bread and cheese. Whoops. Oddly, I can't stomach much, but everything I can eat is unhealthy. I'm better if someone puts something healthy in front of me, but I'm trying very hard not to be a complete waste of space as I don't see why DH should do everything and he's seemed a bit short with me lately, which is out of character. When I questioned him on it, he just said that I 'wasn't all there', which I guess is fair comment. I doubt I'll be 'all there' for some time, if I ever was in the first place!
DH has gone out with our friends tonight and it seems I was right about people not believing any of my booze free excuses. I must come across as a raging alcoholic! I've backed out of going by lying and saying I have to work and can't get a babysitter and one of our male friends has asked if that is a real excuse or I'm saying it because of the obvious reason. Tbh, I'm a bit irrationally angry about that. It's very insensitive to be questioning us about pg when he knows what we've been through and, regardless of fertility issues (which he probably knows nothing about), we might not be remotely ready to try again now or ever as far as he's concerned. I seriously hope that these friends never have any issues with mc or infertility themselves, because they obviously have no idea of how upsetting and terrifying it can be. Now I'm panicking that DH is going to receive an onslaught of questions, which isn't fair on him, but is also totally out of order. I hate that mc means everyone knows you desperately want a baby. It makes this process so much f*ing harder! Grrrrrrr!
I'm also a bit cheesed off because I'd obviously tell them if I wasn't so bloody nervous. I'm not lying to be irritating. I'm lying to protect myself and my family from having to backtrack and deal with apologising to people for having to tell them I miscarried further down the line, as well as coping with the grief. I wish I could have that privacy back about TTC and I just pray that DH doesn't get too drunk and let slip. This is such a minefield and I STILL don't believe I'm even pregnant! Mental or what???