Hello all,
this is such a sad thread laying out all these irreplacable losses. I had a complete miscarriage at home at 7am yesterday morning. I was 11wks 5 days but we discovered at a dating scan at 9wks 1 day that very sadly we had a slow growing embryo and there was little chance of things turning out ok. We were originally sent away for 12 days to see if there would be any growth and there was, so we were then sent away to wait a further 7 days to measure any further growth, 6 days into that second wait, I miscarried at home.
As you can imagine I had a lot of time on my hands during these waiting periods and I did a lot of reading here on MN and I sort of read this thread but to be perfectly honest the first page or two scared me witless of what might be to come for me. I had to stop reading.
It all seemed so horrific that I was determined to go in and have the d&c done rather than face handling it at home myself. I was terrified by the stories of needing to sit on the toilet for 3 -4 hours and needing to wear nappies etc. The EPU warned us that if the bleeding was worse than a regular heavy period to come straight to maternity A&E. We live almost an hour from the maternity hospital and have a 9yr old dd and no family closer than 150 miles away. So you can imagine how scared I was of it all.
I had an appointment for the EPU for a scan at 11am yesterday, Monday, but on saturday evening at about 5pm I had some spotting - panic and horror from me, despite knowing it could happen at any moment.
My very good friend took dd for a sleep over and I hoped that if it as going to happen that way it would happen while she was away. It did not.
The spotting progresses to light but consistent bleeding all day sunday. DD came home at about 6pm and by then I had quite strong pains in very low abdomen so I lay on the sofa with a hot water bottle and watched x factor with her.
I felt quite nauseous and did not feel like eating dinner which dh had cooked for us all. He put dd to bed at 8.30pm and I stayed on the sofa. I was moderately uncomfortable and the bleeding had now increased to the level of a regular period.
I took 2 painkiller and went to bed at about 11.30pm. I was very restless though and could not get comfortable and my mind was racing so asked dh to go to spare room so I could toss and turn without disturbing him or feeling like I needed to lie still etc. I did not sleep. Pains grew worse, like quite intense period pains, but nothing like as severe as contractions giving birth to dd.
I must have drifted off to sleep sometime between 4-5am but woke suddenly at 6am, registered that the pain was now sort of building to a cresendo and easing off repeatedly and that the bleeding seemed heavier. I went to the toilet to check and passed a large clot there. Changed pads and went back to bed. About 20mins later needed to change the pad again, another largish clot and increased pain. Dh had heard me in the loo and come back to our bed by then. He went to rub my back which normally I love but I did not like being touched. I felt like I had withdrawn into myself somehow and could only focus on what was happening inside me if that makes sense.
At 7 am I felt the urge to go back to the bathroom and as soon as I sat down something big whooshed out of me, giving me a real fright, I sort of gasped and started to shake and cry all at the same time. It was the most disconcerting sensation ever to feel a large thing just fall out of your body. I was fairly sure it was the sac but did not investigate too far.
I was shivering and shaking when I went back to bed and dh cuddled me and I straight away felt very different. I can't describe it except to say it felt like the storm had passed. I continued to have pains and at 8am got up t change pads again, passed another few large lots but immediately felt better and the bleeding eased of considerably. At 8.30am I was sorting dd's hair for school! Dh droped her in and we went to the hospital for 11am.
The scan confirmed that I had had a complete miscarriage and by that stage the bleeding was light though I was veyr pale and tired.
I went to bed in the afternoon yesterday but despite feeling wiped out I could not sleep. I had 2 glasses of wine last night with dh and thought that would tip me over the edge of sleep but I slept badly last night too and woke today feeling very flat and energyless.
I guess I was 'lucky' to have had the experience I did, it was by no means pleasant but it was not as horrific as I had imagined. I used regular sanitary pads, long length ones and when in bed during the worst of the bleeding I doubled them, placing them length to length to make them long at the back. I needed to change them about every 30-40 mins for about 2 hours but that was it. I took regular painkillers, whatever dh found in the cupboard but I took about 8 of them over 12 -16 hours.
I feel very bruised inside toady and have been getting period like pains on and off but the bleeding is moderate, like a regular period towards the end.
Even though I had been dreading it all, I think I am glad now that it happened the way it did. Good luck to anyone waiting in this dreadful position. And I hope this post helps to set some fear a little bit at bay.