I only just had an ectopic pregnancy what resulted in me having my right tube out. To make it worse they done surgery twice. The first was key hole and the didn’t find anything. The second they found out I had an allergic reaction from my first surgery and hadn’t realised and all my bowels and organs had twisted and stuck together and that I needed my right tube out as I was eptopic. It’s resulted in me now having a scar from above my belly button down to my pelvis held together by staples along with the keyhole scars, and I’m now unable to pick up my 6 months son for 6 weeks or even a kettle not including the 2 weeks I couldn’t pick him up after the first surgery. Firstly I’m really struggling with watching everyone who has been amazing look after him as before now he’s never spent a night or even an hour without me, secondly I get scared we will lose our bond and he will become dependent on someone else and thirdly I get scared I’ll start to close off as it feels like I’m just laying here watching everyone else be able to live their life. I’m having to live at my Mums as my husband has to work to obviously pay bills, so I feel like I’ve lost my baby I was pregnant with, my son, my husband, my house, just my whole life.
I’m on week 3 since my last surgery now but it been 5 weeks since I held my boy. It’s been more than 5 weeks since I’ve had sex with my husband (tmi I know). But I feel like I’m losing all my bonds and life. Then you get people who are like oh I wouldn’t be able to go 5 weeks without holding my baby and I get so frustrated it’s not a choice, I know I’m a good mum. Then I get my family who are like well you can sit with him, but then it hurts to watch other people take my place, or when there trying to calm him when he’s crying and there not doing what he likes not being able to take him and sort it, watching his routine change and just having to put up with it because I don’t want to seem ungrateful for the help.
I know I only have 3 weeks left, but I’m really struggling now. I just want my life back. How can I come to terms with losing my baby when I’m losing my life at the same time. They hospital hasn’t been very good. I can’t speak to anyone as they just don’t understand and think I’m being ungrateful or give me that pity look. I’ve talked to my husband but I only get to see him rarely where I’m staying at my
Mums. I’m trying to be positive but 5 weeks of this is starting to break me. I’m sick of the hospital, pain, and just being so tired and weak. I just want to be me again. I feel like I’m beginning to hate the world. Has anyone else experienced this and how did they cope?