hi gals,
i have juz did d&c on 19 mar at my 9th week. Gynae told me that my bb has stopped growing as it has a size of a 6 week only, furthermore, no heartbeat was detected. 19 mar is my first gynae appt after i realised i was pregnant. Not knowing it will be the day that i have to terminate the pregnancy.
At the gynae office, i acted very cool and soundly, i accepted the gynae's explaination and solution to it. My hubby was with me till I was warded as he has to go back home to handle my sick 3 yr old boy. We didn't say much to each other, I juz asked him whether he felt heartpain as he wasn't really keen in having a 2nd kid in the first place, he said of course more or less he felt sad.
while waiting for admission, I saw mtb and mommies with their newborn, i really envy them so much.
I was admitted at 11.30am, and I have to wait till 1.30pm, to insert a pill for dilation and softening the cervix. I was in the open ward, i would say, the ward was quite depressing to me. There was a lady, i think she was having her d&c done too at a last min decision, when the nurse started to ask her what time was the last meal taken, what have she ate, why ate so late when the surgery was so early, etc, she started to cry badly.
I was thinking her reaction is correct and for me, being so cool, something must be wrong with me.
At last, 4.30pm came, i was pushed to the op room, and left at a corner. That partiular corner was exactly the same location where was left too when i had my c-section done 3 years ago. The mood was abt the same, I was scared or shivering with fear. I juz concentrate on my breathing. While concentrating on my breaths, I heard a crying sound of a baby, down inside, I said congratulations to the mommy that juz delivered and at the same time, I was feeling quite sad why wasn't me...
I like the Operating nurses, they are very nice and sensitive people, really, they will hold my hand, said everything will be fine and then they will start to chat with each other, as if, I wasn't around.
After a few breaths of the mask, i was totally knock out and when i was awake , the first thing I ask the nurse, what time was it. She told me 5.15pm. I was discharged at abt 7pm.
I was still ok when i went home. started to sms to all the friends that knew about my pregnancy. That nite, I was able to sleep. The next day, I was still ok though evey now and then I will think abt my miscarriage. I still didn't shed a tear.
Today, I cried big time, my emotions juz run wild. Nobody knew abt that, my hubby was at work. I realised it really hurt alot for losing this baby. I don't know I even have the courage of trying for another one.
Most of my friends told me that I'm strong about it, I'm not. I juz don't want to show how fragile I am. I start to have fear of picking up calls. I have to put up a lively sound as if nothing has happened. I don't even really want to meet people frankly speaking.
I'm a sahm, I have to handle my 3year old. Then, he has been sick for a few weeks. It is so exhausting and my hb needs to work late most of the days. My mom helps me a lot in cooking and housework. My son has been cranky and I'm losing my patience on him. I'm not even sure, is because of my loss, I vent my anger on him. I really hated myself, but I really don't know what to do. This afternoon, he really pushed his luck, he requested for his milk, and when was done, he didn't want to drink. I gave him some chances, at the end, i smacked him on his butt, off his tv prg and took away his pacifier and walked out of the room. I left him crying in the room till he fell asleep.
When he was awake, he didn't want to look or talked to me at all. But at the end , we made up. I felt bad, but, i can't control my temper.
Sorry for such a long posting. I juz need to find a space to pour out.