The week flew by and I was walking on cloud 9! My husband was so excited and happy that something finally worked!! Until...that is.......it happened.
I literally felt fine driving to my parents place. We had to drop some tools off for my dad, and I was going visit for a bit. Once I got there, I knew something wasn't right. I got out of the truck, and BAM it hit me. What felt like a sucker punch to my gut, it sent me to my knees and there was blood everywhere. We quickly went to Woodstock Hospital where their known hospitality still remains as USELESS AND DISAPPOINTING! They told my husband as I was keeled over with cramps that I was not a priority and I had to sit and wait my turn. We drove straight to London. Blood was drawn immediately, a physical was done and even an ultrasound. From that hour wait between Woodstock and London I passed what seemed like a lot of blood. We were finally released at 2:30 am where I officially miscarried one embryo at home. Devastated, I called the clinic and made it there at 8 am for an internal ultrasound where it revealed that the second embryo was a "floater" and was no longer viable.
So now what? My numbers officially dropped from 9700 on Monday to 3700 on Tuesday to a low 700 today. The ultrasound today revealed the second embryo absorbed itself and the only thing left to do now is rid the rest of the tissue. I have been asked by family "what went wrong?" and I have no answers. The many doctors don't have any answers. Considering the second embryo just up and "walked away" we have nothing to test. Part of me feels it just wasn't the right time. But is it ever really the right time?
I will table this event as an experience. I am not sad anymore that it didn't work out. I am somewhat relieved that the doctors agree that finally it's not my body that's being the jerk here. That my "oven" does indeed work. And hey, it's bound to happen next time right! And if it doesn't, it isn't like we didn't try!
After a HUGE pep-talk from Nurse B this morning, I am no longer feeling sorry for myself. I didn't do a single thing wrong. I want to thank you friends, for the positive comments you have left me. Knowing so many of you out there truly care is inspiring me to go on further. And you know, if we can't have our own babies, at least I can see all of yours while I work right?? I'll simply buy a fancy car and go on exotic trips to Kitchener...or London.
Until then readers, and fellow infertile ladies.... chin up, keep your eye on the prize. And if it doesn't work out??? Buy a fancy car and go on an exotic trip.
LAST WEEK UPDATE
4 weeks pregnant with a placement ultrasound this coming wednesday
THIS WEEK UPDATE
Miscarriage of embryo one-Early Tuesday morning
Loss of Embryo two - Thursday
CHANGES IN THIS CYCLE:
Progesterone and Estrogen shots only!
TODAY'S LIFESTYLE CHANGES:
I'm going to hug my husband more than once and maybe even make him dinner. Because after all, when it's just the two of us we can overcome anything :) <3
