Had my surgical management today.
Everyone in the EPU was lovely and made today as calm as it could be given the circumstances.
I thought I’d give a little recap on my day as reading others peoples experiences really helped me in the lead up.
We found out last week that the egg had stopped growing at 5w3d when I should have been around 7w. This had been preceded by around 10 days of bleeding which I found incredibly distressing.
On Wednesday they had me back in to decide on options and I decided on surgical management having found the previous two weeks very mentally tolling.
Today I went down to the unit for 7:30am and I was given a private room which my fiancé could also stay in.
Around 8am the nurse came to explain how the day would go and I had another scan that I had requested just because they hadn’t been 100% last week if there was a foetal pole, so for my own reassurance the extra scan would confirm we were making the right choice. the scan showed no progression but also no sign of natural miscarriage.
After this I went back to the room and the nurse did obs and then inserted the misopostrol. They explained I might have cramps and bleeding and that I should stay in the bed for an hour. She also gave me some disposable pants and the most hideous maternity pad. She also gave me paracetamol and ibuprofen. I didn’t experience any bleeding or cramping and was able to read and talk to my partner.
9:30ish they took me down to theatre. The anaesthetist explained what she would do and then they wheeled me into theatre. Took them a while to get the cannula in but I have tiny veins, I felt the fentanyl be injected and it made my hand hurt. I don’t know if I managed to tell them this as next thing I remember is waking up in recovery.
Looking at the clock it looked like that was at 10:44. I think I woke up when they removed the intubation tube. They’d stuck some puppy pads underneath me and a hot towel on my stomach. It was hurting a little so they gave me some codeine at this point. My oxygen sats kept dropping so they did keep me on oxygen for a little longer. I will say that when I woke up I was hysterically crying, it really hit me what had happened and I did cry a fair bit in recovery. May have just been the come down from fentanyl ( partner had promised me I’d feel happy from his experience of a number of GA’s 😅, feel I was short changed there 😅)
I was back up in my room for about 11:30 and my fiancé was waiting for me with water.
I was very keen to go to the bathroom for a wee so as soon as the nurse did my obs I was in the loo with my partner supporting me. Tbh I felt ok relatively quickly. I was hungry so they brought toast and then some lunch, and then they left us too it for a few hours.
14:30 the nurse confirmed that I was well enough to go home after they gave me the most disgusting tasting antibiotics.
Since I’ve got home the bleeding has been extremely light and I’ve just had a five guys as I was starving after not really having the appetite for the last two weeks. I’d say I feel like start of period cramps at the moment. But prepared for it to be worse in the next few days.
At the moment I feel emotionally numb but I’m sure it’ll fit me soon, I have contacted a local private councillor specialising in miscarriage and will also talk to my GP as I have felt that my anxiety may require medication to support me through this phase.
I’m sure I will be back on this thread as you have all been a wonderful support so far.