I've been liberated. Everything went as well as can be expected.
Please forgive me for not sharing the details on this thread. I was in a bit of a flap...
Basically, there was not heartbeat at the 19 week scan on Wednesday. The consultant 'guessed' that the loss had been within the last 10 days. I was sent up to the hospital to confirm the diagnosis (as this is the law here) and to determine if an induction was possible as the placenta was known to be low-lying. Several hours later and still no answer I was sent home and asked to return to see the head of obstetrics the following morning.
The diagnosis was a proper placenta-previa which makes a vaginal deliver impossible. His prognosis was bleak as he encouraged me to consider a hysterectomy rather than risk the cesarean. I felt strongly enough that this was not the right option for me that he was willing to 'try' the section first.
I am eternally grateful that the op. went well and that the care I received was compassionate and professional.
The baby was a boy which was a surprise as I had a hunch that it was a little girl to knock Charlie from her princess throne. We named him Timothy and held a small service for him at the hospital. I was most impressed with our dcs as they all opted to see him.
I don't suppose that we will ever know for sure what caused this loss but as I am sure you will all remember, this is loss number 4 for us during the second trimester and I was not able to take the low dose of aspirin because of the low-lying placenta this time...
This process managed to combine two of my worst fears as I dread ultra-sound scans and the idea of C-Sections. I never in my wildest dreams imagined that this might happen.
I have felt immensely guilty for putting my life at risk when I am very much needed around here...
I'm sorry for not posting on here. I very much appreciate all of your concern. FWIW even my RL family and friends know little (if any) of what has happened this week because they are all impossible to contact. Since they all knew about my worry in the lead up to Wednesday, I grew exasperated and gave up trying to contact them.