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Post by koolaidyellow on Sept 18, 2007 14:57:03 GMT -5
Hi my name is Laurie and im 33. I have a 9 yr old DD and a 2yr old DS.both pregancies were great with no complications and both babies were big and healthy.I got pregnant again in Nov 2006 and didnt even think a M/C was even possible.They caught the B/O quick as my HCG levels dropped and i had a D&C right before Christmas.We were told that it was normal and should only happen once....so we tried again and pregnant again this july 2007. i had severe morning sickness but was told that was a good sign.i went for my 12 week ultrasound and was devestated to find an empy sac! this happened to me AGAIN! even my doctor seemed surprised ,but they really couldnt explain why.I did as much research on the internet as I could.After two perfect pregnancies and then Two B/0,im very confused!they wont do any genetic testing untill ive had at least one more B/O pregnancy,but i dont think i could handle that....thats my story,thanks for listening and im glad to have found this board!!!
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Post by mba111 on Oct 4, 2007 9:03:43 GMT -5
I am 33 years old and have just had a d and e for my second blighted ovum. I was diagnosed with stage 1A ovarian cancer when I was 31. I had one ovary removed and needed no other treatment because there was no evidence of spreading. My doctor told me that I should be able to conceive with only 1 ovary. We tried for a year with no luck. I started seeing an RE. We had all the standard tests- my tubes are open, my husband's counts are great. I had 3 IUI's without fertilty drugs. I had 1 IUI with clomid (Dr. doesn't want to use it more than that because of previous cancer.) I had 2 IUI's using the injectable drug Bravelle. I got pregnant both times. Both ended in blighted ovum. The first ended at 7.5 weeks in May 07 and the second at 7.5 weeks in Sept. 07. Doctor doesn't think I need more testing. He said to keep trying until we get a good pregnancy.
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Post by sadmom29 on Nov 6, 2007 20:07:24 GMT -5
Hello Ladies, My name is Liz, 29. Here is my story. Have 14 m/o son born 8/16/06, normal pregnancy, delivery etc... Wanted to have children close in age so we started TTC again in Sept and got pg on first try. Told everyone I knew. Like the first I had HORRIBLE morning sickness from week 5. Was so tired of hearing, "the sicker you are, the healthier the pregnancy!" So I though nothing of it. At my first pn visit, my pelvic exam was completely normal. I was just about to walk out the door when I asked if I could get a "dating ultrasound" just to confirm how far along I was. It was scheduled a week out. All was normal that week and I was so excited to get an early glimpse of the little adorable monster who was causing me such sickness. I didn't have my DH come along as I wasn't expecting any out of the ordinary news. When the u/s tech put in the wand, I could immediately see the look of disappointment on her face. She asked me if I had any bleeding and I respond NO, not at all. She then told me that there was no baby. At that moment it had felt that someone had cut off oxygen. I sat there in utter shock and disbelief. I responded "but I've been so sick..." She then had me sit with the doc who explained that I had a BO. He gave me the choice of waiting it out to m/c naturally or to schedule a D & C. Knowing that it could have been weeks, I immediately went with the decision for a D & C. It was the best decision I could have made. At least I feel that I finally have some closure, physically. Emotionally the wound is still fresh, and I expect it will be for some time. I will take the next couple of months to heal before TTC again. I need to build up the courage, (and the sick time at work) to face the aweful pregnancy symptoms again.
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Post by nikkim on Nov 14, 2007 23:29:56 GMT -5
Hi, I'm Nikki. I am 30 years old and I have a wonderful husband and 3 1/2 year old son. We decided at the end of August that we were ready to have a second child. We were excited beyond belief when our pregnancy test came up positive on October 18th. I couldn't get in to my OB/GYN until the 31st, so I saw my GP to confirm the pregnancy ( For some reason, I doubted the home pregnancy test with my son too!) Anyway, it was confirmed and things progressed nicely. With my DS, I was sick from the moment of conception. with this pregnancy, I kept commenting how "unreal" it seemed because i was so healthy. I had some symptoms like fatigue and breast tenderness, but no nausea or smell sensitivity like before. My friends and DH just reminded me that every pregnancy is different, and not being sick is not bad. I thought with the 2nd pregnancy, I would somehow be less excited, but this was not the case. I was immediately planning out the nursery, coming up with ways to acquaint my son with his new sibling (thankfully, we had decided not to tell my DS until after the 1st trimester), and thinking of names. Just like with my DS, I was eating, playing, and sleeping with baby on the mind. When I went to my appointment on the 31st, the doctor did not mention anything unusual,but scheduled an u/s for a size date confirmation. The u/s was scheduled for Nov. 13th. On Nov. 9th, I suddenly started a very mild spotting with light cramps. I called the doctor, and immediately was put on bed rest. However, at that time, my symptoms were more indicative of an infection than a m/c. I was nervous, but not paranoid, because I went through a very similar experience at 10 weeks with my ds, and that was just a severe infection. They moved my u/s to Monday morning, the 12th. The morning of the 12th, my husband and I went into the u/s room to find out that the amniotic sac was measuring only 4 weeks 5 days, and no measurement of the baby could be made. We immediately knew this was bad. We went in expecting to hear a heartbeat (we were at 7 weeks and 4 days). The doctor met with us and did an exam. I did in fact have a severe infection which was probably the cause of the mild spotting at that point. As for the u/s, she explained that it could either be that we were off on the date a bit, or the fetus was no longer in the sac, and we had an anembryonic pregnancy. She decided to take hormone tests 2x during the week to determine if the levels were increasing or decreasing, to thus let us know if we had a viable pregnancy. I took my first test and went home to rest. About 2 hours later, I went to the restroom to find full menstrual flow. I was shocked. I had mentally accepted what the dr. said, but I was not emotionally prepared for this. Within the hour, intense pains started-much like early labor pains. My husband and son were at the park (cell phone was not with him), and so I was laying in bed crying alone. I called the dr., and they said there was nothing that could be done. When my husband came home, we talked, and he took my son to a relatives house for the afternoon. He came back and sat with me while I cried. It is now Wednesday, and although I already knew I was miscarrying, I still had to return to the lab for a 2nd hormone test. As expected, it showed lower hormone levels. The thing about a m/c that startled me was that it is not quick. When it started Monday, I expected it would take a few minutes and be done. I am still cramping, bleeding, and weak. The dr. said this could continue naturallly for several weeks. I have known several people who have lost their little ones, and until this week, I had no concept of the loss they felt. Even though I only carried my baby for a short time, I bonded to him (or her). I truly feel such grief right now. Although my life is so blessed with my dh and ds, there is an emptiness for my little angel. All of my friends were saving their baby stuff (since for some reason I didn't after my ds outgrew them), and I never talked about the baby as an if, but as a certain part of our lives. As for the physical aspect, my dr. said I can continue naturally and see if my body cleans out the remainder of the sac, or I can have a D&C-it's my choice. I am nervous about the procedure, but I am not sure how much longer I can take the physical pain. Also, I wonder if the procedure would help me feel a sense of closure so I could begin the healing process. Although I know I have m/c, because it is still happening, I feel almost in limbo-how do you learn to move on when you are still in the process of m/c? my dh and I have talked, and I think I want to meet with my dr and get more specific info about the D&C and then make a decision. All in all, I have found today to be an incredibly weepy day. I have fantastic support from family and friends, but I went online today searching for women who have experienced my type of loss and are willing to share. I am so grateful for finding this site. I am sorry for each of your losses, but I do thank each of you for your thoughts and your openess on this forum. It is a comfort and support to me.
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Post by serena26 on Nov 24, 2007 12:09:10 GMT -5
Hi, my name is Liga and I am 28 years old. A year ago my AF was late and although the tests were showing negative the doctor told me that the uterus is enlarged so it looks like a pregnancy. He told me to wait for 10 days and come back for a check. A week later I started spotting and was devastated. I called the doctor and he arranged a us the same day to confirm I was never pregnant. This experience changed my relationship and we understood that we really want a baby and we want it now. We were not counting the days, just taking it naturally and in October I got the news - I was pregnant. We were both happy and although the constatnt nausea was wearing me out I was in 7th heaven. All the blood tests and hormone tests looked excellent and we were preparing for the first us at 11 weeks. I had never seen the us picture of a baby so I was totally unaware that someting is wrong until the doctor told me that the sac is deformed and there is no embrio. She told me to come back for a DC the next day. Only later after the first shock was gone and I had stopped crying I started to have all these questions - why? how? what did I do? was it my fault? was there never a baby? And I understood that there is really not much info in my language. I had never even heard of such condition. Luckily I found this site and do feel better having all the info. The support given by other people who know how it feels is invaluable. The worst days were when we found out, then the day when we had planned to tell the parents (we wanted to wait till week 12) and I know the planned birthdate will also be bad. At the moment I am back from the hosptal after having 2 DC (the first one was not sucessful). And unfortunately I have complications - a bad inflamation, which scares me even more than the BO as I really want to have a baby. I know I could not have managed to get over this without my partner who is as good as gold. He cried with me after the us, he holds me in the nights when I cry and he keeps telling me we will get through this together.
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Post by learningasigo on Jun 23, 2008 12:42:45 GMT -5
I lost an ovary to cancer when I was 19 (2008). Immediately after, I was put on birth control pills to control my recurrance risk. Until October 2007 (just after our wedding) I went off the pill and started charting. Thank goodness charting showed me that I WAS ovulating ..... I had been questioning my fertility since my cancer diagnosis.
It took a few months for my cycle to become normal (with one ovary working overtime). I was spotting a lot and finally went to my GYN who wanted me to start Clomid on the next cycle.... Instead, I got a BFP only 4 days later!
At my first U/S (9 weeks, 3 days) they discovered a blighted ovum. (3 days after our first anniversary, 2 days before my 10 year cancer free anniversary)
Four days later and I'm waiting to know if my HCG levels are falling and if I'll need a D&C. My body is not yet showing signs of ending this naturally.
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Post by rjsbailey on Oct 8, 2008 14:53:27 GMT -5
Hi my name is Rebecca,
I was told that I had a BO in October of 2007. I had never heard of such a thing. I didn't understand what it was or what I could have possibly done wrong to have a BO. I had a Miscarriage in 2000 but that was with a little girl 15 weeks along. My husband and I have a healthy daughter that was born in July of 2005. We decided to try for another baby when our daughter turned 2. I had my Mirena IUD taken out in July and we TTC. A BFP came right away at the end of August. I was so very excited. I called and set up my first doctors appointment for October 5, 2007. That is when I found out about my BO.
I had blood tests taken and my doctor said that he would be calling me every few days. He said blood was already starting to pool and that I could lose the sac over the weekend if I didn't he said that he would be willing to do a D&C if I chose to do it that way. I waited the weekend out and then went into the following week. The waiting, the constant checking, the wondering about small aches and pains drove me insane. I opted for the D&C. Luckily for me I found this wonderful site and all of these wonderfully supportive women here on October 10th to help me understand what was happening and what was about to happen to me. I had my D&C October 12, 2007. My DH and daughter were there with me. The procedure itself wasn't bad at all it was the coming out of the anastesia and also the emotions after the procedure. Luckily for me I was able to come here and share my heartach, pain, and all the stages of the greiving process with women who really did understand what I was going through.
I was ready and willing to jump on board the TTC cruise because all I wanted to do was be pregnant. I needed to be pregnant. I decided that I had to do everything in my power to do so and that meant using any means that I could. I bought an ovulation predictor kit by Answer because it had a month supply of strips which meant that I could do a lot of peeing on a stick and not worry that I would miss a day or time becasue I ran out of tests, I also signed up for Fertility Friend charting and a ticker to keep me on track. I was on track and doing something. Of course by Christmas I would be pregnant. I got my first AF November 9, 2007. Never so happy to see that old hag...because that meant that I could start trying. I didn't get pregnant in November or December or January or February or March but in April I finally saw that extra little line on the HPT. Whoo hoo I did it. After months of heartbreak, seeing that old hag AF, trying and peeing on sticks for ovulation it finally came about. I was so very excited and a whole new set of worries came....the What if Monster reared his ugly head....what if it's another BO, What if it's a chemical, what if I lose it after 12 weeks, what if there is a problem.....I still have that stupid monster bothering me but it is scared away on a regular basis by expressing my fears to the women here and knowing that I'm not the only one with these things going through my head. I'm the mother of a beautiful daughter, two angel babies and a son on the way. I pray that my story ends as a success. So far I'm headed that way, and God willing will have my "happily ever after". Time heals it truely does but we never forget what we have been through.
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Post by griffithr on Nov 2, 2008 17:51:37 GMT -5
Hi, I am Robin. I am 34 years old and this was my first pregnancy. It was a suprise. I was so excited as had been wanting to TTC for about 1 year, however, my partner was not ready. When he go the news he didn't take it so well and was very angry with me. Eventually, we both got used to the idea and accepted what was coming our way. Our families were very happy. When I was about 12 weeks, I started spotting brown blood on Oct 9. On Oct 10, it got worse accompanied by cramping and by 5pm that Friday it turned red. My ob told me bed rest and if the bleeding and pain got severe to go to the ER. I was scheduled for an u/s that Monday, Oct 13. It was such a long, painful weekend. I didn't know what was happening. By Sat, Oct 11, I knew something was terribly wrong. The blood got darker with small clots. The pain was terrible, but seemed bearable with Tylenol. I figured if I went to the ER, I knew what they were going to tell me so opted to hold out till I saw my doctor that Monday. Maybe, just maybe, something else was going on. The tech did a regular u/s and then a transvaginally but all she saw was fluid in my uterus. The doctor came in the room to talk to us and said it was a b/o. When he did an internal exam and said I was passing tissue. With his help, I passed a egg size clot. It was a very painful, emotional visit. I finally made it back to work on Oct 15. It took about 12 days for the whole process to finish. I still think about it every day. It isn't fair to want something so much and then have it ripped away. I am lucky to have a great support system. On a positive note, this whole ordeal has brought my boyfriend and me closer. He is even excited about trying again after the new year. Till then, prenatal vits and a healthy lifestyle are all I can do. This website has helped me so much and to share my story and hear others lets me know I am not alone. Best of luck to everyone.
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Post by merandahammes on Jan 5, 2009 20:27:19 GMT -5
Im new to all this and am in desperate such of some answers simulair to my story when I came upon this site. My name is Meranda, I am 28 years old, married for 4 years to my wonderful husband. We have a 2 1/2 year old little girl, Jillian, who was a horrible pregnancy and labor. I went into pre-term labor with her twice, and was on bedrest for the last 2 months of my pregnancy for pregnancy induced hypertension and pre-term labor and a-typical pre-eclympsia. I am an ICU Rn, however I know nothing about OB, nor do I ever want to be a an OB nurse . I found out I was pregnant the first of November after ttc for over a year. My husband was so excited, he even cried when I showed him the HPT. At 5w5d I began having SEVERE abd pain. I was at work on night and began to hurt so bad that it doubled me over. Thinking that since it was mainly in the l side where I had ovarian cyst before, that it maybe an ectopic pregnancy. I made an appointment and went to the OB/GYN that morning where I could only see the nurse prac. She had the u/s tech do a transvaginal u/s to confirm that it was not ectopic. There on the screen I saw a sac and the appearance of what was a flicking heartbeat. I was given a due date of August 14th, which was my mother's birthday and she was so excited. We told everyone we met and knew. Today, yes today, that is why I am so distraught, I went in for my routine 8 week visit. My OB/GYN does routine visits at 8 weeks. I filled out all the paper work and even joked with the receptionist that I hoped it was a boy. I was very sick feeling, with nausea, breast tenderness, and had ALWAYS had abd cramping which they told me was normal that my uterus was growning. On the u/s she looked and said that she needed to do an another transvaginal since I had a tilted uterus and was only 8 weeks it was hard for her to see. She then poked and poked and poked. Being a nurse I can somewhat look at u/s and see things, but I could never see the flickering on the screen. The look on her face told all- I kept asking what was wrong, and she just started apologizing that there was no heartbeat. I began to cry. She then left me in the room while she went to get the doctor to speak with me. I called my husband who was at work in tears, crying so hard he could not understand me. He had that morning said he was going to take off a few hours to come with me and I had told him to wait until the day we found out the sex of the baby and take that day off. The doctor then came in and told me that I had a BO that I had a baby that did not develope past the 6 week mark. He told me that this was a fluke thing, and that God said if he couldnt give me a perfect baby then he wasnt going too. He then offered for me to pass it naturally as a miscarriage or to have a d&C. Having a 2 1/2 year and a husband that was a paramedic and gone 24 hours at a time, I opted of a d&c because it could plan for care of my child instead of a 2am emergency room visit. He did tell me that I could miscarry before theprocedure in 2 days and if so to go to the ER. I left and my husband and I have cried all day long. I said from the start of this pregnancy that something felt wrong. I was much more tired, sick, and cramped so much more severe and frequent than I did with my first daughter. I expressed my concerns at the first visit with the NP and was told that every pregnancy was different not to worry. I am not much of a "believer" when it comes to things, but at 6 weeks I had a dream about a friend of mine's daughter. She had a strange disorder that caused the baby to bleed out when the bag of water was broken in labor and they lost a term child. I dreamed that her little girl came down from heaven and told me that she was happy for me being pregnany and that she was going to help take care of my baby. I awoke with tears and chills and I am not a very spiritual person, but that dream really freaked me out. I hope her little girl is looking out for my baby. Im glad to see the success storied after BO for normal healthy children. It gives me hope in life. Im sorry for anyone to have to read on here, because that means that you are experiencing it, but I am glad that this site is here.
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Post by abbysmama07 on Jan 12, 2009 22:45:10 GMT -5
My dh and I have an 18 month old daughter, and we decided to try again because we wanted to have our children close in age. When we found out we were pregnant, we were excited! We went to the doctor and our pregnancy was confirmed, and we were told to come back in 2 days for our first ultrasound to confirm dates. We came back on a thursday, and we went in for the ultrasound, and that's when we first heard of a blighted ovum. The ultrasound tech took around 30 pictures for my OB and we were sent to talk to her. I was distraught. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, or feeling. I was devestated. I had no clue what this was, or what it meant. But my OB assured us that there was nothing wrong with either of us, and that our options were to let my body miscarry naturally or a D&C. I didn't want a surgery, so I told her I would let my body take care of it. So we waited, and waited and waited, and I experienced nothing more than light cramping. The emotional part was far worse than the physical part. I was getting depressed, and I had anxiety over when the miscarriage process would start, and I just didn't feel like I was able to give my all to my daughter or husband. So, after 2 weeks, we went back to the OB and we sat down with her and explained how we felt and then we opted for a D&C. We had it scheduled for 2 days after our office visit. I was a nervous wreck about having a surgery and I was experiencing a rage of emotions. The day of the surgery I was so scared. I didn't know what to expect or what I would feel like afterwards. When I woke up from surgery I remember them telling me everything was over and I was ok, and I just remember crying as they wheeled me into the recovery room. I felt relieved, but so sad. I felt like a part of me was gone, and I'd never get it back. I had the D&C on January 8th, 2009. It's only been 4 days since my surgery. I still find myself thinking if I didn't have a blighted ovum, would I have had a boy or another girl? It makes me sad, but I am now taking all those emotions and focusing them on my family. I am trying to get back to the same person I was before all this happened. But I will never forget the day that a part of me was taken away.
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Post by meeko08(Lisa) on Jan 18, 2009 16:46:51 GMT -5
My name is Lisa I am 29 years old and I live in the middle of nowhere sask. My DH is a paramedic and is gone alot. Some months I only see him for or five days out of the month. Our DS is 5 years old.
I had my first m/c when I was 22 years old. We hadn't been trying but I was never careful with my pills. It was a shock to discover I was PG. The memories seem fresh like they happened yesterday. Everything progressed normally, I even heard the heartbeat at 11 wks. At 12wks the Dr. sent for a routine u/s to check dates and I remember the tech looking at things from so many views and he even moved the screen so I couldn't see it, but I will never forget what I did see. I could tell it was a baby but I didn't see the little flicker that should have been there. The tech then told me to get dressed and would not explain a thing. When I came out from changing he handed me an envelope and told me to go to the ER with it. When I asked what was going on he said a Dr. would explain. I sat in the ER for 2 hours waiting and then when I went in a Dr. I did not know told me my baby had died and I needed and immediate D&C because I was developing a severe infection. No one answered any questions, no one gave me any explanations they told me the tissue would be tested (all tissue removed during surgery is sent to pathology) and my Dr. would be sent the results. 20 minutes later (I did not even have time to call anyone) I was in surgery. Later when my Dr. got the results she said my baby had been a little girl and they found no abnormalities in the tissue.
I started on the Depo shot right after the D&C because I couldn't stand the thought of going through all that again. A few months later I burnt my hand at work and it got infected and I had to take antibiotics. When I picked up the prescription I asked the pharmacist about the Depo and he said it was still to new but there was no effects listed for antibiotics so I felt safe. The infection just wouldn't go away and my Dr. tried lots of different kinds of antibiotics. She finally said that she would put me on the strongest one she could but I had to take a pregnancy test first as you couldn't take it when you are pregnant. I wasn't worried. A few minutes later she came in told me I was pregnant and said we would have to take a different approach. I was excited and scared at the same time, but my Dr. understood and I had u/s every month until 5 months. On may 22,2003 I gave birth to our wonderful son.
We decided to put off having a second child until Ds was older and my DH was done his last level at school (June 2009). But after years of being together we finally decided to make it legal and on August 9, 2008 we got married. We also decided August was a good month to go off my pill (after all it will take a while to wear off we thought). Boy were we shocked when before the end of August we got a BFP! After we got over the shock of it happening so fast the pregnancy progressed normally until in Oct when I was at work I started spotting. I knew what it meant deep down but tried to hope. I called my husband home and the Dr. put me on bed rest but I couldn't take the not knowing so two days later the Dr. sent me to an ob who did an u/s told us I had a BO, gave me a prescription and walked out the room. I had no idea what that even meant! I was in shock. I took the miso Oct. 20 (probably the worst day of my life) and it was all over with in a few days, at least physically. Then at 3 am that day I decided I had to know what had happened and found you ladies. Without you I don't know how I would have survived this.
Now as I jump back on the TTC cruise (and cry a little from remembering all this) I know that this site (and you ladies) has given me the guts to try again so thank you ladies.
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Post by EGeddes (Eryn) on Jan 27, 2009 12:21:25 GMT -5
Hi my name is Eryn and I am 30 years old and live in Alberta Canada. My DH Ross (32) and I have been together for 6 years now and we just got married this last June 14. We are ready to have our family, we have the house, the dog etc, we are ready. When we found out, we were on our honeymoon in Italy at the end of September when we found out we were pregnant. It was a pretty emotional time, we were in a foreign country and didn't really speak any italian. I had to purchase a pregnancy test from two really sweet young pharmacists and they took out their english/italian translating dictionary to help me out with what I wanted. I walked into the pharmacy and asked for uno testo bambino. It worked, they sold me a test and me and my hubby went back to the villa we were staying at to see why (i knew why) I was already 4 days late (I was supposed to get in on Tuesday Sept 25th and we tested on the Saturday the 29th). Well we took the test and I was pretty sure it would come back positive, but all the directions were in Italian and our pocket translator would not work properly. I POAS and sure enough "Two blue lines." Of course I am not an idiot, I knew what it meant but I had to be sure. So we took the test back down to the young ladies at the pharmacy, they shook the test at me and said "POSITIVE"!!!!!! I started to cry in fear of being a mother and in total disbelief, we hadn't even been trying really. Wow fertile Mertle. I had only been off the pill since the end of July and I only had two periods since. Well we drove away from the pharmacy just amazed how our lives changed by one little blue line. We were excited but in total shock. My hubby wanted to wait to tell people but I was really excited. When we got back to Canada, I had an appointment with my GP on the 9th of October and they confirmed I was 6 weeks pregnant. WOOHOO! We were super excited, so we told his parents and my parents. And I told my close girlfriends, then we waited. We waited until I was 11 weeks to really tell anyone else, I was feeling really good as I knew my second trimester would be starting soon. I had my company Christmas party on the 14th of November and we annouced it at the party. We were so excited. Then Wednesday the 19th of November, I went to the bathroom and I had started spotting. I called my husband right away as he had been working out of town for the last year (only home a day or two here and there). I was freaking out, bright red blood. He tried to calm me down by saying he read in his book Pickles and Ice Cream, a Fathers Guide to Pregnancy (I bought it for him) that it can happen to some women. When I finally fell asleep that night, I prayed and prayed for god to make sure our baby was ok. I was 12 weeks, and felt good. So I went to work as usual the next day and my doctor was able to get me in @ 8:30am that very morning. He immediatley booked me for an US that afternoon at 1:15pm. My husband only was working about 2 hours from home so he drove home to be with me for the appointment. Well we went to the US and the tech would not tell us anything. She had to do a vaginal US as she could not tell with the regular US. At this point I knew in my heart the baby was gone. The Radiologist came in afterwards and told the pregnancy was not a viable one and all I just started crying and crying. My DH was so upset, he figured he had to keep it together for me. My hubby called my supervisor in Calgary (also one of my closest friends) and tell her that we had lost the baby. And from then on it has been just trying to heal. It has been just two months as of last Monday and I am getting people coming up to me with congratulations, only to have to tell them it just didn't work out for us. When we lost the baby I stayed home for a week to let nature take it's course. Which it did on the Sunday following the US. It was the most painful thing I have ever gone through in my life. After that my husband went back to work out of town on the Tuesday. I stayed home and decided that I was going to paint the Baby's room anyway. So I completed that little project hoping to help heal my heart. I had already purchased all the baby bedding and coordinates along with a BB monitor. So here we are now just TTC again. I would have been 22 weeks this week I think about it everyday and probably will for the rest of my life. That is something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. It is hard with my DH working out of town everytime I am ovulating, so I get frusterated. I have just started my 3rd cycle since the MC so I am hoping that we can conceive as quickly as we did the last time. Thank you all for being there for me and everyone else here. It is a blessing to know you are not alone when you go through something like this
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Post by oopadoop on Aug 9, 2011 23:08:55 GMT -5
Hi,
My name is Courtney I'm 36 years old. I have had 3 losses now. The first one was in 1996, the second was in 2008. This last one was a blighted ovum. I have been with my husband since 2003, married since 2007. We finally got pregnant again this June, 3 years after my last miscarriage. I got a very faint positive HPT on 7/7/11, right before leaving for vacation. My beta came back at a 20. My subsequent betas were:
7/20/11, 451 doubling time was 69.85 hours. (progesterone was 10, they put me on 200 mg of prometrium daily) 7/22/11, 580 doubling time was 115.73 hours. 7/25/11, 1550 doubling time was 51.48 hours. 7/27/11 2154 doubling time was 105.32 hours. 7/29/11 2654 doubling time was 146.11 hours. 8/2/11 3590
We found out the beta was only 20 the day before leaving for our vacation 7/8/11. I knew that it wasn't a good number. The same day I spotted brown blood and experienced cramping. The next day was spent in airports (running through airports) and I continued to spot and cramp and fully expected this pg to be a chemical pregnancy. I expected AF to start at any time. DH and I determined that until the worst happened that we would be happy about this pg and treat it as any "normal" couple would, even given my history. The spotting stopped after 7/9/11, but I continued to cramp for the next two weeks. When we got home my ob office took charge and ordered all the betas. On one hand it was good to know, on the other hand the numbers game really did a number on my head. I think it caused more stress than it was helpful. At any rate, they didn't want to do any kind of an ultrasound until I hit at least 2000 on the betas. At this point I had full-blown pregnancy symptoms. My boobs had been swollen and extremely painful since my missed period. I had nausea, headaches and fatigue. I hadn't had any spotting at all since the dark brown spotting the first two days after finding out we were pregnant. That in and of itself kept my hope alive, as with both of my previous pregnancies I had spotted pretty much continuously.
My husband and I went to the ultrasound. I had held on to that smidgeon of hope that maybe, just maybe, we would see a little bean in there. I had never seen a heartbeat with any of my pregnancies,and I was so hoping that this would be THE one, you know? We get in there and I could totally see the empty sac on the ultrasound screen. My heart fell. My husband didn't know what was on the screen- I explained it to him while we were waiting for the nurse practitioner to come and talk to us. She recommended that I stop the prometrium to let my body do its thing.
Saturday morning, 8/6/11, I started spotting dark brown blood. I spotted some more that night and the next day. Monday 8/8/11 I started bleeding red blood. I called into work and prepared to miscarry naturally. I bled a bit in the morning and then it tapered off, as did the cramps. The cramps started back up in the evening. I finally fell asleep around 1AM. About 3AM this morning, 8/9/11, I woke up with sever contraction-like cramping. I sat on the toilet and bled, but didn't pass so much as a clot. After about half an hour the cramping stopped. I went back to bed and as soon as I lay back down the contraction like-cramps started up again. The advil didn't make a dent in the pain. My hubby rubbed my back and tried to help. I finally fell asleep about an hour later. I called in to work again. The cramping remained consistent and the bleeding picked up, but still not even a clot. At about 6:30 I had to go, and I felt a pressure. I *knew* this was it. I passed a two inch long cocoon-looking sac. Almost immediatly the cramping and pressure stopped.
I have to admit, that while I am sad, and devastated that my body failed once again, I am relieved to be out of the limbo I had found myself in for weeks. We can move on, and my DH and I are even more serious about TTC after this episode.
Thank you for sharing all of your stories. They helped me a lot over the last few days. I hope that each of you have had your miracles, and I pray for one for my husband and me. Blessed be.
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Post by dambrre on Dec 11, 2013 10:21:29 GMT -5
Hello Ladies!!! I want to start with my story, me and my husband just got married 9/14/2013. We wanted to start TTC right away, we got that lovely pregnancy test that read POSITIVE!! we we're over the moon my obgyn wanted to wait to see us until we were at least 8-10 weeks. Felt like the lonest couple of weeks to wait!!!!! me and hubby we're so excited to see out lil baby on the sono screen and out biggest nightmare came true. I knew right away that something wasn't right by the look on the techs face, I kept asking is everything ok is everything ok I don't see anything. She asked me if I had any bleeding or cramping I told her no not at all. I looked up in the air and cried and cried my husband had to ask the rest of the questions for us. She said I had what is called a blighted ovum, never in my life have I every hear of such a thing or knew such a thing existed. She went onto explain that something went wrong with the pregnancy and showed us what a 8 week sac with yolk should look like. I was so lost, empty and confused. The tech left the room and told us she was sorry. She said we will be meeting with another dr in a little while. I was so upset I couldn't get dressed, my husband had to get my clothes on, how could this happen I feel pregnant no bleeding or cramping!!! What did I do wrong? ? Shortly after my nurse practitioner came in she is wonderful I was supposed to be seeing her today for my exam, she does my yearly's as well. As soon as I saw her face I cried and cried and all she could say was this happens all the time, I asked what did I do?? She said nothing it just didn't happen. She told me I was going to meet with another dr and I said why cant I just meet with you. She told me she is not trained in these things nor does d&c. D&C!?? NOOO that's when everything got foggy from there. Another nurse came in and brought us to another room. We met with another dr who was very dry and right to the point, older man who said he has been doing this for a very long time. He said maybe just maybe if I wait a week we might see something but its very unlikely. He said it could be too early to see anything, but again he said its very unlikely after he looked at my sono pictures and said I had a 7 week looking sac. He gave us our options, ideally he said the best would be I would pass on my own, he could give me medicine to start the miscarriage up or the dreaded d&c. I left the office still upset I knew in my heart this was the end. I thought how are we going to tell our families this?? They were all so supportive and I thank God I didn't have to go through this alone. I got home and goggled everything under the sun, all false blighted ovum's and success stories. I cried for 2 days straight., Thanksgiving was a couple days later and me and my husband and our 7 year old daughter traveled to VA to visit his family. The week and a half was grueling for me all I wanted to do was pass it on my own if that's the way it was going to be. The thought of a D&C scared me to know end. The week and a half was here, again I knew in my heart I would see the same sono picture with nothing. I was right. The nurse apologized and said we would be meeting again with the dry older dr. This time he seemed like a new person, very sweet, he told us he was sorry and had the bad news. He told us it was nothing we did wrong and our chances of TTC were not affected and is sure that we would go on to have a healthy pregnancy. He told me he highly recommended to "empty my uterus" I thought no no not a D&C, he told us the procedure was so easy and 15 minutes at the most. He went on to tell us I could wait to miscarry on my own but there's no telling when that would be, he also was concerned with infection and bleeding being that the size of my sac has grow, my body was still feeding the pregnancy hormone. He told us if we do miscarry on our own the chances of me not passing everything were high and I would still end up needing the D&C. I cried and cried I wanted this naturally, but I knew my husband needed his wife back and our daughter needed her mommy back 100%. I just wanted it over to move on and start healing emotionally and physically and of course start to try again. We were able to meet with another nurse to schedule my D&C for that Friday at one, I thought how am I going to go through with this. I spent the next two days crying and being scared to know end, the morning came for the day of my surgery and I was a nervous wreck I didn't want to be put to sleep I didn't want to be hooked up to an IV. I prayed and prayed to have nice nurses and dr because that makes a world of difference. We got to the hospital at 10:30, we we're given this little buzzer, kind of like when your at a restaurant and your table is ready We didn't have to fill out any paper work my obgyn office was able to get all my information over for me, well the buzzer went off this is it!!!! I immediately began to get teary eyed and choked up. (The fear of the unknown) they told me to walk down to another desk, my hubby was not allowed to come they said once I'm all prepped he can come visit. The second desk had a nurse waiting to let me though the big double doors, as soon as I entered my room and saw my SWEEEEET nurse, hospital gown and (ugly socks) I busted out crying. But before the nurse saw me cry she said how are you and then the tears started, she said "ok this is normal and understandable, you are going to be just fine I promise". Immediately I felt better. She could tell I was very nervous and told me she would have a treat for me after I met with the anesthesiologist. She said if I like wine ill love her forever, she was going to give me some soothing meds and its like a bottle of wine without the calories. I was reluctant at first, I don't like the outer body experience and not being in control, I think that's why the whole putting me to sleep freaked me out so much! She asked me some more health history, some crazy question I might add a lot we just laughed through. I met with the anesthesiologist and he was a fun guy! Told me everything that he was going to do and how I would feel when I woke up and got home. Then the knees started to shake and she told me she would get my husband so I could have this zero calorie wine, she felt it was important my husband see me before any soothing meds were given. Like I said I was reluctant at first so she said she didn't want me to feel pressured but she is treating me like a little sister, again sweet nurse, world of difference. She gave me half of the syringe through my iv and what a help!! Knees instantly stopped shaking and we we're able to talk and laugh. Then my sweet nurse had to head out for lunch and then the knees started to knock again, she gave me the rest of the wine me and my husband shared a few good laughs. The dr who was going to preform the surgery came in sat down with me and told me everything step by step, was so sweet him and my husband were able to laugh and joke about some football. The sweet nurse came back into check on me and told me the OR room is running behind, I'm ready to get this over with. Another nurse comes into my room who was also very kind introduces himself to us and asks my husband to head out because the dr was ready for me. The kind nurses gives me some more wine which was great and fun little ride to the OR room,once I got to the OR room all I can remember is a whole lot of lights and sweet voices, telling me I was going to do just fine. They told me they were going to give me an oxygen mask for some air, after that I was going going gone, waking up in recovery!!!!!!! I actually woke up as they were wheeling me back into my room and felt great! Just a little crampy like a normal period ( I typically have rough ones) I got to see my husband right away, and they asked me what I wanted to drink because I had to pee before they would send me home. I chugged apple juice and water to get the heck out of there. I was gone in no time, I told my husband family and friends you were all right it was nothing! The best sleep I ever had! However,The moral of this story is that I was scared just like YOU, I will be ok and so will YOU! Not at all throughout this post have you heard me say omg I was in so much pain, that was the scariest thing I ever went through, not at all. I am again so glad I decided to have this pregnancy removed and not wait around for it to pass on its own. I don't want to say this is what every woman should do, however this is what was right for me. Today is the day after my surgery and I feel great. It does not hurt to walk, I had a ball at my daughters first basketball game of the season, I was shopping at Target as well I'm a little sore in my right arm where they gave me a shot to dilate my cervix. I only know about this shot because I asked why is my arm a little sore, and they explained. They said sometimes the dr will give it to you in your hip or arm. All in all yesterday was anything but traumatic, I hope that if this is something that you will be experiencing soon this story will help. Truly the worst part was the silly IV or maybe having to be woken up for that lovely slumber. However, I am not above admitting that I still feel a pinch of sadness whenever I remember that "oh yeah I will not be having a baby in July nor picking out any baby names or registering for my baby shower"- right now there is no baby. However I am definitely on the mend. I also feel people should not have to be so hush hush about a miscarriage or d&c it does truly just make it more scary when its not, my only wish is that I hope what I've shared here will help people know what to expect and to not feel so lonely or afraid. Despite all of this I was surprised how quickly I got over things on an emotional and physical level. I hope you don't think I'm heartless but I have cried and cried about the lack of baby since the day I have found out until yesterday. This information is personal to me and my husband, but I feel I had to share my story because I know in the bottom of my heart I'm not the only woman going though this. This is the kind of post I wish I found on all night Google searches. If you are going through this please please know that you will be OKAY. Please know that I am praying and thinking of you! If you want to reach out please please do I would love to be that person to bring you any comfort. God bless you ALL>
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