Miscarriage Support Group
This community is dedicated to those who have experienced the traumatizing event of a miscarriage or a stillbirth. Miscarriage remains one of the most common complication of pregnancy, but that doesn't make it easy to deal with. Join the group and find support in the company of others who know what you're going through.
Today I had my final appointment with my OB about the miscarriage. I had mentally prepared my self for the office full of pregnant, smiling women, but was ever so relieved when I got there and no pregnant women where there at all, bonus I think to my self....
well within 5 minutes there is a heavily pregnant woman come out of the office, then a newly and ever so happy pregnant woman arrives... I firmly turned my eyes to the floor 9which was how I decided I would cope) and there is where they remained until I was called in.
Having to go back to my Dr's surgery was awful... it all came flooding back, the hurt, the sadness, the horror... and then a call comes through, Dr needs to leave NOW as he is needed in a delivery... so I get told he is sorry, but he will have to leave, given a quick pap smear and told to come back when I want to see him again...
Before Dr rushed off, I wished him good luck with the baby, he without thinking says to me... oh luck has very little to do with anything, excuses himself for having to go and leaves
so there I am half naked, having had a pap smear, by my self in the room where there are the dopplers, baby pictures and general pregnancy instruments, knowing that I go home to a cold and empty house, while people get to have their little miracles and to top it all of after being told over and over again that this was just 'bad luck'... I'm left with 'luck has nothing to do with anything'....
well within 5 minutes there is a heavily pregnant woman come out of the office, then a newly and ever so happy pregnant woman arrives... I firmly turned my eyes to the floor 9which was how I decided I would cope) and there is where they remained until I was called in.
Having to go back to my Dr's surgery was awful... it all came flooding back, the hurt, the sadness, the horror... and then a call comes through, Dr needs to leave NOW as he is needed in a delivery... so I get told he is sorry, but he will have to leave, given a quick pap smear and told to come back when I want to see him again...
Before Dr rushed off, I wished him good luck with the baby, he without thinking says to me... oh luck has very little to do with anything, excuses himself for having to go and leaves
so there I am half naked, having had a pap smear, by my self in the room where there are the dopplers, baby pictures and general pregnancy instruments, knowing that I go home to a cold and empty house, while people get to have their little miracles and to top it all of after being told over and over again that this was just 'bad luck'... I'm left with 'luck has nothing to do with anything'....
It was EXCRUTIATING to sit in the dr office with pregnant women all around me, listening to a strong heartbeat coming from a sonogram in the next room while my blood was being taken and being asked by strangers "how far along I am" when filling out paperwork.
I am also sorry for the dr's comments...I can already feel how hard and terrible it is to deal with people's words when they are misplaced.
My thoughts and prayers are with you. I lost a lot of innocence when my baby died, but I do try to stay positive for the good things and people that I have in my life. Still, there are days when I want to throw in the towel and say, enough. I want my baby back. Healthy and strong and in my arms like he should have been. It's not easy, but we will move thourgh. Never get over, but ~ get through this awful experience and loss.
Sometimes the doctor's get so caught up that they forget about human emotions. I am so sorry you had to go through that and will keep you in my prayers.
Meagan
I made a remark to the nurse when I got called in after what seemed like hours waiting about how that was the most difficult thing I had to do since losing the baby. She was trying to be very empathetic and said, "Yes, I was thinking about you." I would have rather then put me anywhere else... I would have settled for a closet at that point.