Post by rablissful on Feb 27, 2015 8:22:38 GMT -5
Morning ladies
Finally found this board! My pregnancy group on the bump was very active and supportive (going to miss them), but noticed the loss group had fizzled and wanted some support.
This is my first pregnancy/miscarriage. I was 10 weeks. I started spotting on Monday, but didn't think much of it. Both my mom and younger sister had their periods during their first pregnancies (they didn't know they were pregnant until 7 & 8 months along) so I figured it was just a family thing. I had to go to the midwife anyways on Tuesday morning for some blood work and figured I'd mention it then. She heard placental sounds on the Doppler (which she thought was positive) but took hcg levels just in case. Wednesday the bleeding got worse and some mild cramping started, so I start freaking out a little but not over the edge yet because my sister had had cramps too. Called my midwife who wasn't in the office yet, and she said to keep an eye on it but want hopeful. Then I got my results... hcg only about 5000, which is a 5-7 week reading. I started crying before I even hung up the phone. Texted my SO that I needed him home (I couldn't talk) and he came rushing. He also took yesterday and today off work.
Yesterday was a bloody mess. I had the worst cramp of my life and 5 minutes later passed a huge piece of tissue that looked like a slug and every time I sat on the toilet blood came rushing out (tmi sorry). So. Much. Blood. My midwife told me to call if I filled more than two pads in an hour or passed a fist sized clot. Even though I filled like 4 in an hour I didn't call. I just knew I wasn't hemorrhaging and everything was evacuating at once. After a couple hours it died down thankfully. I know it was kind of stupid to do that but I just want to do it on my own and get through it. My SO was sleeping and my sister was on her way and I figured if by the time one of them gets to me and it was still horrendous I'd go to the ER. Luckily it passed. I didn't want to go to the hospital. It was like adding insult to injury at that point. I'll probably call her today to let her know about everything.
To top it off, my older sister is due 3 weeks before I was supposed to be. My mom is on vacation. My in laws bought us a high chair that showed up Wednesday (thankfully hadn't bought the crib yet). And right after everything started getting bad, I received flowers from my SO's work that brought me to my knees sobbing. As long as I don't think about it too much I'm ok, but I feel like everything is mocking me.
My SO has been my rock. So supportive and keeps trying to keep my mind off things. This baby wasn't completely planned but we did really want it, so we're hoping to start trying again in a couple months.
Finally found this board! My pregnancy group on the bump was very active and supportive (going to miss them), but noticed the loss group had fizzled and wanted some support.
This is my first pregnancy/miscarriage. I was 10 weeks. I started spotting on Monday, but didn't think much of it. Both my mom and younger sister had their periods during their first pregnancies (they didn't know they were pregnant until 7 & 8 months along) so I figured it was just a family thing. I had to go to the midwife anyways on Tuesday morning for some blood work and figured I'd mention it then. She heard placental sounds on the Doppler (which she thought was positive) but took hcg levels just in case. Wednesday the bleeding got worse and some mild cramping started, so I start freaking out a little but not over the edge yet because my sister had had cramps too. Called my midwife who wasn't in the office yet, and she said to keep an eye on it but want hopeful. Then I got my results... hcg only about 5000, which is a 5-7 week reading. I started crying before I even hung up the phone. Texted my SO that I needed him home (I couldn't talk) and he came rushing. He also took yesterday and today off work.
Yesterday was a bloody mess. I had the worst cramp of my life and 5 minutes later passed a huge piece of tissue that looked like a slug and every time I sat on the toilet blood came rushing out (tmi sorry). So. Much. Blood. My midwife told me to call if I filled more than two pads in an hour or passed a fist sized clot. Even though I filled like 4 in an hour I didn't call. I just knew I wasn't hemorrhaging and everything was evacuating at once. After a couple hours it died down thankfully. I know it was kind of stupid to do that but I just want to do it on my own and get through it. My SO was sleeping and my sister was on her way and I figured if by the time one of them gets to me and it was still horrendous I'd go to the ER. Luckily it passed. I didn't want to go to the hospital. It was like adding insult to injury at that point. I'll probably call her today to let her know about everything.
To top it off, my older sister is due 3 weeks before I was supposed to be. My mom is on vacation. My in laws bought us a high chair that showed up Wednesday (thankfully hadn't bought the crib yet). And right after everything started getting bad, I received flowers from my SO's work that brought me to my knees sobbing. As long as I don't think about it too much I'm ok, but I feel like everything is mocking me.
My SO has been my rock. So supportive and keeps trying to keep my mind off things. This baby wasn't completely planned but we did really want it, so we're hoping to start trying again in a couple months.