I can't believe I'm here and posting this. I had my 12 week scan on Monday and my baby had no heartbeat. I should have been 12 weeks exactly but it stopped growing at 8+2.
I can't have medical management as I have mild epilepsy and the medication carries a risk of seizures. The doctor said given how long has passed since the baby's heart stopped, I'm likely to need surgery to pass it.
I have an appointment for a d&c next Tuesday afternoon, but the waiting is just unbearable. 8 days in total, and today only marks the halfway point. All I can think as I go about my day is that my precious baby is both gone and not gone at the same time.
I'm staggered by how hard this has hit me. This baby was so desperately wanted and we'd put off TTC for 2 years longer than we wanted because of my epilepsy diagnosis. I've never cried so hard in my life and it feels like nobody understands. I've been off a few days with my 6 year old DD and have found it so hard to keep it together. The only message I've had from my family (who I told in floods of tears on Monday) is "Have a great day!". How could I possibly have a great day? My baby has died and is still inside me.
Those who have experienced this: how on earth did you manage the wait?