Had a scan on Monday - baby measuing between 5 and 6 weeks and so releaved to see the heartbeat. However, started having brown discharge when I wiped on Tuesday and when I went for my Drs appointment on Wednesday I mentioned that the discharge was now browny red when I wipe. Dr said that it could just be implantation bleeding or bleeding because it was around the time of my period. Came away feeling positive - Dr wasn't concerned and I'd saw the heartbeat only two days before.
However, Wednesday evening when I wiped it was now bright red mucusy blood and at one point I was sure I heard a plopping noise in the toilet but couldn't see anything. Had cramping and the bleeding got heavier during the night, so much so that when I got up to go to the toilet the blood was dripping down my legs.
Still tried to stay calm and told myself that it didn't mean the worst (both my SILs had bleeding during their pregnancies and everything turned out all right). Yesterday though I was still bleeding and passed what resembled a purple grape - same size, shape and it wasn't like a usual clot of blood. My immediatle thought was "could that be the placenta and could the plop have been the sac".
Wrong the hospital and all they said was that I was already booked in for a scan on Monday so they'd see me then. I know I should have kicked off and demanded to be seen but I just didn't have the strength. I felt like saying "if it was your daughter would you be happy for her to wait four agonising f***ing days".
My OH is trying to keep us positive but I doesn't look good at all. I've stayed in bed the past couple of days just to feel like I'm doing something to help but I know if it's going to happen or has happened there's absoluately nothing I can do about it.
I know nothing has been confirmed yet but I think deep down inside I know and I just can't believe I'm going through this shit again. If it is over this will be my fourth loss.
I hope I'm proved wrong and come Monday I'll be questionning what all the worry had been about. If it has just have been the bleeding then maybe - but it's what I've passed and the fact that apart from slightly tender boobs I feel sort of normal.
It's the not knowing. My head is in bits and I know I'm rambling on. One minute I sort of feel calm, I guess preparing myself for bad news then I feel worried and tearful, convinced that it is over yet again and all my plans have come to a grinding halt.
I just want Monday to be here and everything to be okay with this little one. I'm not religious so apologies for anyone who is but I feel like if there is a God he couldn't be this cruel - to let me hold my dying mam's hand to my stomach just in case I was pregnant, to let me find out the day after her funeral that I was pregnant and to take the one thing that was giving me strength away from me. I know I'm no more special than anyone else but I've had my share of losing babies. I hope I haven't offended anyone who is religious, that's just how I feel.
Please let everthing be okay, x