Dear ladies,
I have been lurking on here, watching, crying and wishing along with you all.
I really want to offer you all hope but dont want to cause offence or upset, i know i was incredibly sensitive when this was happening to me.
If someone had come on here and told me what i am about to tell you, it would have given me such courage and hope for a very uncertain future. (I would also have thought in my head "fuck off, this only happens in magazines or in soaps")
So here it is, shortened version.
We had been ttc almost constantly for the last 13 years.
7 miscarriages to my name thus far.
All the tests at the expert centre at Liverpool revealed nothing. No reasons, no treatement, no hope.
I even miscarried while there while having hormone injections, asprin,industrial strength FA and monitoring.
After 3 years of trying and 2 miscarriages we concieved our son. Miraculously, we didnt do anything, he just happened. He is 10 now!
5 more miscarrieges over the next few years,finally, at age 42 i went and got the pill, that was it, 5th miscarriage only weeks previously we made the decision and that was that. No more.
Waited for my period in order to take the damned pill, it never arrived. Felt awful, very unwell and logically thought i must have retained products of conception or an infection.
Turns out i was pregnant again.
So, i planned that as soon as the bleeding started/symptoms stopped i would go and have a D&C/ERCP or whatever. (never had one before). That way i could have it on my days off from work, then back to work all done & dusted, no one need know anything.
Because i knew that i would again miscarry, i always do, and always will.
Hmmm...My gorgeous miracle is sitting up in front of me playing with his toys aged 5 months. I cant take my eyes off him, i cant believe he is here, i cant beleive that i have him.
Dont give up girls, dont give in, keep going, keep going keep going.
Love to you all xxxxxx