Sorry, I didn't mean to post that twice!
Poi098- I ended up having a medical miscarriage, even though I had picked surgical, and i almost think it was their plan all along!
To leave me there from 7am - to 7pm and still not be brought to theatre..
Around 1pm they gave me 4 tablets to insert , misoprostal.
It felt wrong inserting tablets to bring on a miscarriage, of a baby I had wanted so much!
Then I got back on my bed, and lay there for the rest of the dy, waiting, while I searched threads on mumsnet about what to expect etc.
It helped so much to read everyone elses experiences, and also realise that many other women also understand and have experienced such a dire thing too!
I don't know if I would have miscarried so soon anyway or not, but I am glad I wasn't taken to theatre actually and it happened as it did...it was really unstressful and not painful at all.
I had NO cramps or pain at all...I just felt a back ache that became a little more prominent.
They had given me panadol in my drip to help with the local ERCP I was going to do, so I don't know if that dulled it or not, but everything passed when I went to the loo, so I got to preserve the baby in the sac which I am glad of!
I wonder whether you could have another round of the tablets Poi098?
Maybe your body just needs a bit more help opening up?
We got to look at the baby last night...we placed her in a crystal glass with a torch behind.
The sac is uite soft and very fluffy, not like some of the taut clear sacs I have seen, and the baby looks tiny for age, because they shrink after demise at the same rate they ould have grown, but there was one tiny little window that was clearer than the rest and with the torch we could see inside and see the baby...
I looked and looked and then cried out to my husband that you can see its hand!
Its not a fully formed hand but more of a scalloped looking hand- prob around 8 wks by looks of others online...
Such a small thing, but so special to at least have seen a few tiny details of our child! That is all we will ever get!
My husband baked some fruit bread for me when I got home last night, as I really felt like some after being starved yesterday for over 20 hours before i was given the go ahead to eat, by which time I found out they had sent my dinner back to the kitchen and it was disposed of, as when they brought it out first I was still waiting for theatre!
I was so pissed off at them!
Today, I am the lightest I have been since my 16 mths olds birth..at least i got something out of being starved!
The hospital gave me a little sweet dream box made by a family who lost a child, that they give you to take your baby home in and it has some nice little memory things in, so i can put in our scan pic (remember to ask for one as I nearly didn't and she didn't offer one, I guess because alot of people would be offended by being offered a pic of their dead baby, but not me! I am SO GRATEFUL I remembered to ask for that, as that is all e will have! :/ )
Last night I had this really vivid weird dream, that flt so applicable when i woke up this morning!
.I had a dream that we lived near the Orme,(a huge big rock structure that justs out in the ocean near where we live, and lots of people live on it) and I was standing looking out the window for a while then suddenly it dawned on me, and i started shouting 'shit, theres a tsunami coming!!! in a panic,but I couldn't find my husband or the kids, as we needed to get to higher ground.
It hit the Orme and completely engulfed it and when it subsided, the water started to drain out of the bay... I knew there was something bigger coming and just at that moment my husband walked in the door and i started shouting we need to get out of here, and get to higher ground and grab the kids, but he said they had gone off with some neighbourhood kids to play and we had no idea where they were...despite trying to get organised and into the car it was just too late and we saw this enormous wave roll towards us many times higher than the house we were in this time and we thought this is it...too late, and it hit us, rolled straight over the top, but then I realised we had survived it..the house had held and not washed away, and we had survived this horrendous event...I had no idea of what had happened to the oldest too, but just the feeling that we could possibly have even survived that was immense...
Anyway, to sum up my experience, I was horrified by the thought of having to wait and wait at home wondering when it would happen, so asked for surgical management as I thought I wanted that, ended up passing the baby in hospital without ever getting to theatre,as I waited so long the misoprostol helped it along, and I am now very grateful the God knew what I needed although it was not what i would have asked for.
Some i have read have said medical manangemet was a nightmare for them and very painful.
Fortunatley that was not my experience and apart from low backache it was all very peaceful and relaxed, with a slight panic when I realised something was coming out and I was stuck to my bed not being able to move because of the drip with no staff around to help, but for those wanting to know of a different experience with medical management, it wasn't scary, painful or eventful for me at all!
Maybe because my sac was already starting to soften etc, my body had already started the preparation procedure so the misoprostol just helped it out?
Anyway, love and peace to all of you out there who are going thru this...it is so sad and so awful, and i wish I could say something to make it feel better, but unfortunately in life, the sun shines on us all, but then the rain has to fall too....and the rain certainly fell on us this week :( infact it poured and I felt like I we were going to drown in sorrow....but remember, also with the rain, comes new life...!
A washing away of the sorrow, and allows the sun to come out again.xxx