I’m 21 years old, the day after my birthday I found out I was 4weeks and 2days pregnant. At first I was scared but my partner was so happy and we both couldn’t wait to start our family.
At 5 weeks I started spotting, nothing to painful but I still went to get checked out by my doctor. They said everything is fine but we’ll send you for a scan to confirm.
At the scan they couldn’t see anything anywhere so they sent me for blood test. Day 1 was 289 HCG, day 3 658, then day 5 1249! The doctors were so happy with the results and said it showed a good pregnancy. So I went for another scan and was told there was a mass in my right tube but I ovulated from my left so I would have to wait for my HCG to be above 1500 to confirm.
We went home and on mother’s day, day 7 my HCG was at 2530, they were convinced that it couldn’t be ectopic because my HCG level were perfect. Then 1 doctor pushed for a scan, he was not happy to risk it. At the scan they confirmed the embryo was right at the top of my right tube.
The doctors offered me medical management to prevent losing my tube. I was so glad I didn’t even know it was a thing. So I had my injections and went home.
I had no pain until I woke up on the Thursday morning, I couldn’t get up I had to grab my phone and call the house phone to get help. When i got to the hospital they examined me and told me that they think my tube has ruptured and that I need surgery.
They told me that would put a camera in and check and if they were right they would remove my tube but if the injections worked they would flush out the tube and that would be it.
I had a 2 hour surgery, went under at 2:45 and woke up at 6:20. I could see the clock in the other side of the room but not the time. In recovery a nurse stays with you at all times. She was lovely and made me feel safe. First thing I said was what time is it, i think I had been looking at the clock for some time before saying anything.
I went home the following day, pain and a little bleeding but nothing to bad. The nurse had said the plasters are water proof so I can have a bath but they weren’t. I had to be carried out the bath I was in so much pain and when the plasters came off I was horrified. The only small cut was the left. The others are massive.
I feel so horrible for worrying about scars. I know I would be dead without them but I can’t even explain how I feel. It’s like I don’t want to even look at my self.
The pain got worse when I tried to go to sleep. 2 hours later I managed to sleep on my left side. Slept all night. I can hardly walk and I have to have constant help. I just keep telling my self I’m lucky to be here.