hey ladies
i'm ok, yo-yo-ing like the rest of you.
But most of all, I feel a bit pointless today.
I had just got my head around the whole baby thing, after a bit of drama with my parents (my dad actually flew over here on tuesday to talk to my boyfriend - just for one day! - and I am 32 years!!!).
After many years of self-indulgence, me and boyf felt ready to make changes and had started making them since finding out.
Now I just feel like my sense of purpose has gone. I don't know what to do with myself . . . I had this little regime going - super healthy with my diet (really stuck it to it to unlike previous dieting), going to gym or yoga almost daily (keep wondering if that caused it), starting to look for a new apartment etc.
Now I just feel quite hollow and actually do want to just eat chocolate in this self-destructive way . . . I just keep going back to that moment in the gynae clinic - I looked from her face to my boyf's (who is a medical student and has just done gynae and obstetrics and knew immediately) and just burst into tears. She was so sweet - wiping my face with her hand and being so nice.
Anyway, my version of the procedure:
First a scan to double check no heartbeat
Then up to a room, where I changed into the (too short) gown and a pair of supersexy net knickers.
Then the nurse inserted two tablets to soften the cervix.
Then I got a pill to chill me out and I kind of snoozed for an hour, while my boyf watched telly.
I got some cramping from the pills (kind of more sharp then period but not unbearable by any means). The nurse gave me two up the bum pessaries as painkillers (inserted them myself) (one Ibuprofen, one paracetomol)
Then I was wheeled to another floor and put on even sexier long stockings and a hairnet. Spoke to surgeon, aneasthetist etc. Asked them to be gentle. They were very reassuring.
Had to walk into theatre in a pair of tiny white clogs (must have been comedy from behind in the short gown etc)
In the theatre, they put a needle in your arm and gave one drug that made me a bit dizzy. Shut my eyes and thought of a beach in Barbados.
Next thing I knew I was getting wheeled out.
Do remember chatting bollocks to everyone as I came around (I asked if I could see it, said it had a big head on the scan, then made a comment about how Danish babies always have big heads, but my head was big and my boyf's was small so our baby's maybe ok. My boyfriend said that nurse was saying "but all babies have big heads!")
Not painful at all but felt like I needed to wee urgently but couldn't.
I stayed in the room for a bit, they gave me drinks and some food, then I left about an hour later.
Really, it was very very smooth.
Anyway, sorry to hijack the thread for a bit. It's really helping to read your messages.
Best wishes to Lcy, Jackstini and Mum2Ozzie and any others who are going through this right now.
xxx