Hi ladies,
I’m really hoping some one will see this and give me some much needed support… I am 1 week post op, after having my right tube removed, ruptured due to ectopic pregnancy, they didnt tell me how many weeks or give me any options, I got rushed through pretty quickly as they were convinced it was ruptured due to the extreme level of pain I was in and my results from the transvaginal scan, I remember being told they would do the keyhole surgery to check and possibly remove the fallopian tube if their suspicsions were correct… I had a negative pregnancy test at hospital 3 weeks before when I intially went in with suspected ovarian cysts, experiencing extreme abdominal pains and bleeding for 3 weeks (I was 3 months into taking the mini pill so was absolutely convinced the bleeding was my body getting used to this… Im 27 and ready for children but my partner is a little younger and not ready yet which I totally respect, hence going through a year long nightmare of which contraception works for me)… so to find out i was pregnant was a huge shock, id been so good taking my mini pill bang on time every day… i also had no idea that this nasty little pill largely increased your chances of ectopic pregnancy?! I was devostated. Its even harder as I am so ready but my partner is not, he was so supportive regardless but i am really stuffling to come to terms with the loss, constantly hating on my body for letting down my first baby. It was also made harder by the horrendous news of one of my closest friends from back in my school days, at the young age of 27, completely unexpectedly, passing away on the same day, when i then found out was pregnant that day they told me straight away they thought it was ectopic but advised i needed to come back at 8am the next morning to EPU (it was 1am at this point, Id spent 5 gruelling hours in a&e) even with being told it was most likely going to be bad news i still couldnt help but feel a connection between my little baby and my beautiful friends passing, so to find out that my body had let me down so badly hurts me so much more… I spent the whole journey home (freaking out in shock mostly) but going over in my head that if he was a boy I could name him after my friend, like a little bit of him was there, etc… it was impossible not to think it although i kept telling myself not to over and over. Anyway Im sore, im due back in work in 1 week… my scars are to be honest minimal, although i hate them, and feel like ill never wear a crop top again? The nurse practioner at my local GP has assured me they are extremely neat and will be unnoticable in a year (scars and pain didnt even cross my mind as i was rushed into theatre but now im finding this really difficult)… Im so sorry for everyones losses but reading this thread made me feel normal so I hope someone can reply and give me some much needed positivity
Thank you ladies, baby dust to all those TTC… itll be my day one day!
Sam x