Hi everyone
Joining this thread as I have created a post but thought it better to join in here...
I’m 29- and I am desperate to start my family.
We decided to start TTC Oct '20 and I was thrilled to find out I was pregnant in Nov '20. I had very minimal symptoms and overall felt great- I genuinely thought I was so lucky. Flash forward to my privately booked 9 week scan, where I was told that my pregnancy had stopped at 6 wks 4 days, and I would need to visit my EPU for confirmation of the loss.
Anyone who has been through this before will know how daunting and drawn out the MMC process is, I choose the natural route and it’s safe to say Christmas '20 was one of the worst times in mine, my partners, and our parents life.
I tricked myself into believing I had moved on and ready to ttc immediately after my first first period, and when this led to a negative test all my grief and heavy emotions came FLOODING back to me, it was as though the miscarriage was happening to me again. I know now, I had put far too much pressure on myself.
March came, and we were successful! I was thrilled, terrified, happy, cautious and felt a feeling of doom! But I had much stronger symptom’s’ this time, the nausea was real, and the naps were essential… both my own mother & partners mother were delighted I had these symptom’s because this meant everything was going ok with the baby.
Then, about 4 weeks ago now I found blood when I wiped and went straight out to my EPU- I should of been 8 wks & 5days, yet here we go again I was measuring 6 wks and 6 days- repeat visit the following week to confirm the loss.
This time I went ahead and opted for ERPC, which for me I felt was traumatising due to the wait in the hospital the cramps from the tablet they gave me, and the further pain I felt afterwards.
I ended back in hospital as the pain was not stopping, to be told that they didn’t ‘‘go as hard because you’re young, so there will be still products left over that will pass naturally’’. I was scanned then, and to top off my terrific time at the hospital I was informed of a Dermoid Cyst on my right ovary, and I was told to remember the name because it was likely to cause me issues in the future and I was sent on my merry way.
I know now that I should of campaigned for myself more, I should of asked more questions but I was in so much mental and physical pain that I just couldn’t do that.
I now have a referral for a Bereavement Midwife to take both mine and my partners’ bloods to check for any issues or causes of these recurrent miscarriages, an appointment with my doctor with a list of bloods I want taken and a list of aliments that I think may have been having a knock on effect to my hormones, and an appointment with a highly recommended Gynaecologist to check this Dermoid Cyst…
I feel lost and I think I’m making steps in the right direction but my heart is irrevocably broken from these losses. I really love reading other people's stories for comfort and if anyone has anything similar to me with a positive outcome in the end I'd love to hear about it too xxx