On the way back now. The ladies at the clinic were helpful, supportive and kind. They treated me with absolute dignity, and it didn't feel unlike going in for a smear test or something similar. I've got my procedure booked for Tuesday morning, under GA. It was offered, so I took it. Found out I am 6 weeks today; was very unlucky to have caught really.
Honestly, now I know what's going to happen I feel much better. They're going to fit the coil for me at the same time, and I asked DH while he is there to book an appointment to talk about a vasectomy.
The only time I felt distressed was when I was relaying how ill my last pregnancy had made me mentally, and how even now, 5 years on I struggle on a regular basis with dips back in. No one, not a soul knows how that feels other than ME. I've never relayed the true extent of it to anyone, and I would honestly, truly and honestly, rather throw myself under a train rather than have this baby. Anti depressants and therapy only go so far. It's not a fucking miracle cure. Some of us, once touched with this curse, are affected for the rest of our lives. It enrages me how people compare it to 'baby blues' or 'temporary PND'. It's not. Only DH knows but I was admitted to a psychiatric ward for several weeks. Not even my own mother knows. I was starting to hear voices, have demons. That's a torment no living being should have to go through. The price is too high here, and I have already paid my dues many times over.
myheadhurts please use this thread as you need to. So many supportive voices of reason here, I've had PM's of personal experiences and extensions of kindness and love. I don't know if there's a God, but if there is I'm praying to him to bring you comfort. I found BPAS very comforting. Matter of fact. Reasonable. Exactly what I needed. I hope you do too.