I never really desired to be a mum. It was something I accepted with my age (im 33). I thought it’s the right thing to do now.
everyone around me struggled to get pregnant and I had constant pressure to try. We tried and I got pregnant straight away.
It was bittersweet when I found out I was pregnant but I kept telling myself it’s the right time. I went along with my pregnancy and found out in my 6th week I was pregnant with twins. Double shock. But I just thought ok I’ll have two kids done at once.
anyways, I started to excessively bleed during my 5th - 6th week. It was clots upon clots, I was passing out due to the weaknesses. I couldn’t lift my head, I had a high temperature where I was just sleeping 14 hours in a row (not like me at all).
i rang the NHS, after I experienced severe bloodclots on one of the mornings and they told me to just basically ‘suck it up and deal with it’ and ‘only come in if it continues’ having put trust into the doctor. I just stayed at home. This continued for like 4-5 days in total and then the 5th day (a day after I called the doctor), I pushed through an embryo like feature and knew I had miscarried. It was the most traumatising experience of my life.
I instantly felt light headed and got my self to the a&e. Where I was just followed with further incompetence. I spent a total 6 hours at a&e which included blood tests, several experiences of looking into my cervix (which is painful) where the gynaec confirmed that my womb is open so most likely I’ve had a miscarriage and both won’t survived or both have passed through but they can’t confirm without a sonogram which is done at another hospital. She gave me a 10am appt (it was like 4-5am by now). The gynaec said before you go home, give bloods.
So I went for my blood test, waited another hour, I was already shattered. The junior nurses stabbed me near my nerve by my wrist, with the injection and this is where the trauma really starts. I just passed out and stopped breathing. Had my husband not been in the room and pushed the emergency button. I don’t think I would be alive today because the nurse absolutely froze and didn’t push emergency.
I was shifted to the resuscitation ward where I passed out again and my heart rate dropped to 40 and my BP was around 60-70. It’s not until I vomited that it forced my HR and BP to push back up.
the whole ordeal has just left me traumatised. I was shifted to the second hospital the second morning to do my sonogram and she confirmed I had one pregnancy left and the 1st baby miscarried (they were in two different sacs - I think unidentical twins).
instead of being happy, I was just devastated and traumatised. I wanted both gone so I could just start fresh. The hospital traumatised me. I can’t even explain it. I can’t shake off the feeling.
i just feel broken and like no one understands. I was then told to go home, and the trauma just didn’t end. I started vomiting non stop. I was diagnosed with hypermesis gravidum. I had weaknesses, I can’t eat, I can’t drink, I can’t smell anything paper like. Yes paper makes me feel sick, chicken makes me feel sick. I feel like my whole life has been snatched away and I never thought it would be like this.
ive contemplated abortion but I’m so scared because I feel ungrateful. I know abortion is painful because you get contractions.
anyways, after I came home, I’ve had to go hospital a few times because I passed out again and a few times for IV fluids due to low blood pressure.
ive thought about suicide, I’ve thought about everything negative. My husbands being super supportive and saying it’s my decision (I’m still 10 weeks) but I just don’t have the courage to take the step and feel im doomed if you do and doomed if you don’t.
ive stopped working, i haven’t cooked anything for the past 5-6 weeks. I was such an active person, that was always, working, going gym, cooking (fav hobby), going for walks, and this has just broken me.
as I type this I know it may be triggering I just hope I don’t get hate. I really appreciate some women find it hard to get pregnant but I’m just really struggling with my mental life, existence, sickness, and everything else.
I’ve tried three different anti sicknesses and nothing is working btw.
I don’t know whether to go on or not go on. It’s taken a lot to come out on this forum and type. (My husband suggested it).