Miscarriage story. TMI!! 😳

It’s been over a month and I think I’m finally ready to share my story.

It all started the Sunday before Thanksgiving, so the 18th, I went into the walk in that morning because the day before I couldn’t keep anything down and on top of that I had horrible diarrhea. They told me I had the stomach flu and I shouldn’t worry about it too much but if I had a fever of 100 Fahrenheit or over I should go to the ER.

Eventually my temp continued to rise so I went to the ER. They gave me the I.V. took my blood, and gave me potassium because I was low then sent me home in “good health”.

Flash forward again to the day before thanksgiving. I had weird discharge earlier in the day but ignored it. Couple hours pass and I’m shopping at Target and I feel liquid trickle out. I go to the bathroom to check and it’s blood and it’s starting to come out faster. I grab up my fiancé and we rush to the hospital. The doctor in the ER told me that I was miscarrying. I kept from crying until I tried to ask questions. My fiancé had to leave to get some air and my sister was there 9 months pregnant. I was told that even though I’ve been pregnant for 12 weeks the baby was measuring at 8 weeks with an abnormal gestational sac.

Thanksgiving comes and the day is hard to get through but being with my family made it possible. Around 6 o’clock I start to feel gushes of blood. I run home from my grandfathers. When I arrive home the blood leaks out of my pad, through my clothes, and down my leg. I strip down and sit on the toilet and ball my eyes out, feeling angry and sad. I call the hospital to let them know I’ll be there soon and right at the that moment I start to lose consciousness. From what I remember I was very worried I’d lost too much blood, later to find out it’s called a some kind of vagel response, I tried to call my sister while my fiancé dressed me and we rushed to the hospital. I stayed in the ER for 6 hours until they decided I needed a D&C.

Flash forward again to present day.

Within that month I’ve felt so many different emotions. Loss, anger, and depression just to start. My nephew was born a couple days after my D&C and seeing him in my fiancé’s arms made me cry not for me but for his loss. Hearing and seeing pregnant women still makes me sad, though now it’s a little better. It’s a process but talking to other women who have gone through it as well helps more than I thought possible! A lot of women cope in different ways and most try again right away and as much as I want to start trying again I can’t because I’m terrified! So for me I’m gonna work towards making a better me. Thank you all for listening! Or reading 😅