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13-8-2009 - Our Post-Miscarriage Update so far

My mood while writing this blog: Optomistic

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I stayed up till 4:25am after having the miscarriage. The doctor told me earlier that day to watch the bleeding for at least 2 hours so that I can be sure I'm not hemorrhaging or something. Well, I m/c'd around 11ish and continued till about 12:15 or so to lose the big livery looking blood clots, then it all started to taper down to like a heavyish period amount.

After all the adrenaline of going into labor and delivering my poor little baby into my hand at 6 weeks gestation, I was in no way ready to close my eyes and go to sleep. So I stayed up almost all night googleing myself into a frenzy and reading everything I could about miscarrying a 6 week old embryo, what to expect in the coming weeks etc. During this whole time, I had a dear friend of mine on MSN Messenger hanging out with me and talking with me about what all I was going through, plans for the future, etc. My poor husband went to bed around 1:30 am and had to be up for work at 5:00 am (he works at the hospital as a network engineer in the IT department). he wouldn't have gone in I'm sure, but the thing they were scheduled to do had been in the works for months and they omg needed him there.

I finally started really hitting the wall about 4:00 am and checked the bleeding, still heavy period like with some really small clots. I deemed that "good enough", I wasn't going to die, and went to bed. I woke up at 8:21 am to a phone call from the amazingly awesome nurse at my OB. She was just calling to see how I was doing. (wow they really care about me, squeee!) I told her we had m/c'ed and the basics of what all happened. I told her I also caught the sac in my hand and had saved it just in case they needed it and she said okay, good, bring that in if you can!! She was so empathetic it was good for me to know they cared. She asked me if I could come in at 9:30 that am, I said. "Hmmmm, can I come in a bit later?" She said yes and we settled on an opening at 1:45 pm. I didn't want to go in that early cuz I really wanted to sleep. Well, needless to say I was up for the day. I puttered around online looking up more post m/c stuff and caught up watching tivo'd Days of Our Lives, hey, life has to go on right? ;)

I went in for the appt and hubby met me there. We were taken right into an exam room and Kezlie, the amazingly awesome nurse, talked with us about what all we'd been through. I gave her the baggy with the baby in it and she put it up for the Dr. to see when she came into the room. Kezlie had to leave, and said the dr. would be a few. We waited about 30 mins, just talking and kind of catching up on non-m/c related goings on at work, news around the town etc.

The Dr. finally came in and looked so sad I think I was feeling bad for HER! I told her, you know it was hard, it's still sad, but I'm fine, I'm just fine. She examined what I had in the bag. The sac, the lil embryo (I saw it, it looked more like a small shrimp than a 6 week embryo looks like. Then again, it had been not-alive for a month. I also caught one of the bigger livery like blood clots and put in the bag should they need that. She said from looking at the sac, it looks like I got all of it out, and that it looked good for me to NOT have to have a d&c or any other medical "help" to m/c. She told us the bleeding should taper off a little more each day and that if it's lightish one day then heavier the next to call her. So I figured it's like a period, heavy around day two, then tapering off lighter and lighter till nothing. She said it may take 7 days - 2 weeks time to get it all out.

She was awesome, we even talked about how my dog Hootie knew I was pregnant (see my blog titled Did you KNOW you were pregnant before you KNEW you were pregnant? ) She said that was so cool, that she'd heard of something like that before. We talked about our dogs and she talked about her's. I then told her how much I appreciate all of the care, not just medical, but sypmathy and empathy she's given us. She went on to say how much she loved OB and the looks she had on her face and in her eyes when she talked about it, you could tell. I told her how much I wanted to find "the perfect Dr. that was knowledgeable, nice, funny, sympathetic, etc, etc. Then I said, I know I found that in you and I am so grateful. She said she was so glad.

She scheduled for me to come back in two weeks. And she stressed about 4 times, not to hesitate to call if I thought something was wrong or off, or if I just needed some reassurance about things. It makes me so happy that there are still good people in this town's medical community. You hear horror stories about cold, insensitive, by the book dr's and I'm so glad that's not what I have here.

I probably won't have much to report till my next appointment unless God forbid, something should happen with the bleeding between now and then. But in my heart of hearts and in my mind, I know everything is going to be alright for us. Not just now, but when we ttc again in November. The doctor suggested we wait at least 3 months to ttc again. Not just for the best physical chance of conceiving, but for time to greive our loss and get better emotionally. I mean, if I had my choice, I'd ttc the next second it was humanly possible, but I know waiting a bit is for the best all around. I'm optomistic that things will go better next time. Que sera, sera.

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2 Comments on Our Post-Miscarriage Update so far


feefees a mom 2 be - Thursday, 13 Aug
Sorry for your loss, but at least the medical staff were comforting. With my first miscarriage the medical stff was so horrible, I refuse to go back to that hospital. Best wishes the next time around.

min41 - Thursday, 13 Aug
Thanks for sharing this. I also have only experienced the kindest and most gentle medical personnel during this experience. It does make a difference.