I've spent three days reading these 40 pages of 10+ years of posts. I think it's saved my mental health, so I literally joined Mumsnet to say thank you. Thank you so much...and sorry. This is unfathomable and horrendous.
After a week of very very very light spotting and a single, very sinister single dark red blob in my wee on Thursday night, I found out on Friday that my first pregnancy had stopped the week before. Today (Sunday), I would have been 9 weeks.
I panicked when I saw the blob on Thurs night, rang a number I had for Gynae and they told me to come into EPU. That needed a referral from out of hours GP. Called 111 to get a call from out of hours GP who said to expect a call Friday between 8 and 11am. I was inconsolable and the absolute beating my mind took on Thursday was awful - in all, I ended up waiting for various calls or on hold for 6 hours. By the time the out of hours GP called me back, everything was closed and they couldn't do anything for me.
By 9am, I couldn't bear the wait. I called the EPU who said I was on the list for a phone call and maybe appointment next week. Absolutely beside myself with anxiety and no sleep, I broke down on the phone and they agreed to see me the same day.
Excruciating wait for 40 mins in the waiting room while they scrambled for my notes.
Spoke to wonderful nurses who scanned me. Explained there wasn't a heartbeat and things were smaller than they should be. DH looked at the screen but I just couldn't bear to.
Given some options and provisionally booked for medical management but in hospital - the thought of dealing with this at home was too much. First set of tablets will be on Tuesday, main event Thursday. DH broke down in the car. I'd wrung out all my grief by the time we got to the car and now gone into period mode, with small cramps and some bleeding.
The sonographers/nurses were amazing. I just wept and they gave me a hug, got me through it, answered all my questions even when I asked them the same things four times over. They said it was different for everyone but they'd be here for us whatever happens. They were so lovely I ended up crying all over again.
The timing of this has been bizarre. A fortnight ago, I booked a private early scan for Friday. I got a partial refund but I couldn't believe that I found I was about to miscarry the same day. DH and I also booked a fortnight's leave months ago to just potter over the next two weeks. If we hadn't have booked that leave when we did, DH would be in work and I'd be doing this with my mother on speaker phone.
The bleeding and cramps started yesterday, so we're bracing for all this to be over by Tuesday. I'm secretly hoping I pass the worst of it before Tuesday so we can move on.
DH and I keep getting little waves of sad. It should have been the size of a raspberry so we planted a raspberry cane today.
I was told to expect anything from "heavy period" to "a few big clots". I'm so glad I found this thread because I have been able to brief DH...and now know that the clots could be much more than pea sized! I'm terrified about passing the sac more than anything else - I don't want to rescue it from the toilet if it lands there and that makes me feel so guilty. I just feel like I want to flush and move on. If I examine it I think I might fall apart or completely freak out. I Googled what it might look like (for reference) and threw up. I don't recommend this.
I'm managing the quite light bleeding I'm having at the moment with TOTM super flow pads inside WUKA super heavy stretch period pants. I think this is probably overkill but stems from an experience I had in school once where I suddenly started a heavy flow with no pads during a PE lesson 😬 I bled all down the inside my shorts and into my socks and it's haunted me for 18+ years.
It's barely filling the pad atm so I think I'm nowhere near the worst bit, but sleeping with folded towel and keeping an eye on things. I might post after it's all over to add some practical tips.
I'm camped out on the sofa with box sets, Fanta (still having aversions to alcohol - handy during pregnancy but frustrating now!) and chocolate. I'm taking my Pregnacare tablets for the iron (just in case). I bought a new box the day of the scary blob...so getting the most of my £4.95.
I wasn't sure if I'd even want to keep the pregnancy when I found out (I've never been particularly maternal), but it turns out I really did want this pregnancy. We did zero research, just took out my implant and waited to see why would happen. We literally conceived the first time we tried so it all felt a bit too good to be true.
Thank you so much again for this thread. I hope people keep finding it, it's an absolute godsend. The waiting is excruciating but I feel like I'm not on my own. DH, parents and my siblings are being amazing, but still conscious that this is something my body alone is going through.
(This post is huge! Sorry. But I feel a million times lighter now.)