I've previously posted on the "Pregnancy after Miscarriage Support thread" and the "Due June 06" thread, but somehow didn't feel it was appropriate to post on either thread again.
After my third scan, it was finally confirmed that I was indeed miscarrying.
It was surreal - three weeks ago I had an ealry scan, when I should have been 7+2 weeks. The scan showed 5+5 weeks, which I immediately knew was bad news, as I wouldn't have tested positive when I did. (but you still hope....).
Over then next few days, my GP took bloods: first one was very high (10,000) and the second one showed a very slight drop, so he took a third one, which had dropped to 7,200 - so I pretty much knew it was over . Especially as I had pretty much lost all pregnancy symptoms (sore boobs, peeing, etc, plus my waist was definitely not thickening). But you still hope - it could have been a vanishing twin.....
Went back (last week) for a repeat scan after two weeks - and the sonographer confirmed that there had been no change in the size of the sac (not blighted ovum, as there was a yolk) - and she also confirmed that it had indeed been a twin pregnancy, as there were two sacs.
Expected to be told what my options were next, so was surprised when the midwife at the EPU siad I needed to come back for another scan this week: "protocol required it".
So another week of limbo and no concentration at work
Went today for my third scan. The sonographer was surprised to see me again and asked if I was waiting for nature to take it's course - to which I replied "God no - I wanted an ERPC - but I'd been told I had to come back".
Anyway, she confirmed (again) that there had been no change - showed me the measurements and how they were defintely getting any bigger and how wone was even starting to get smaller. We then had a wee chat about how she hoped to see me again in more happy circumstances.
Anyway, after another 15 minute wait (why, even when you have appointments, do you always have to wait so long to see people), the midwife called me over in the open waiting room and said she was sorry that the scan hadn't been good, but that I would need to come back for another scan next week.....!
You can imagine what I said .... and then she tried to tell me that the report from the sonographer said I needed to come back for a re-scan. I said (somewhat emphatically) "I don't think so - and by the way, I want an ERPC as soon as possible".
She then started to say that she would contact the songorapher for clarification - but that they would need to take bloods before they did anything. I said the GP already had - but she said that the hospital would need to do it - and to then wait a week while they did the serial bloods. I just lost it at that point - said that if they needed to take blood, they should have done so last week.
She then decided it might be a good idea to put dh and me into a side room "to talk things through".
To be fair, when she did re-appear (after another 10 minutes) she did say that she had talked to the sonographer and that there was no need for another scan - didn't apologise, but made some excuse about "how the report could be read". And she had arranged for my ERPC on Thursday, which was the earliest they could fit me in.
It makes me (and dh) think that I never needed to come in for this week's scan - that they had misread "how the report could be read" last week. Especially when the sonographer was so surprised to see me again.
This is my second missed miscarriage - I had one two years ago. And like the last time, I have no other sympotms - no bleeding or anything. It's the limbo that is hell - and I feel very angry that I was made to go through an extra week unnecessarily.
Effectively I have probably been going round with the (double) miscarriage for about 4 weeks (as the dates were already out when I went for the scan). I can cope with that - just about - butit is the not knowing when or if something will happne. I've not been able to concentrate properly at work (fortunately they have been great) or to do any travelling in case something happens (normally I go to London about once a week)
Now that I have a date, I feel that I will be able to move forward. It's actually a weight off my shoulders.
Sorry this has been so long - I just needed to vent. (and if I'm honest - and dh will agree - it actually also helped that I was able to vent a bit at the EPU when they cocked up )