Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh! And breathe .......
Did I have an erpc? Did I Hell!
So off I went nil by mouth to my 8:50am appointment. I packed my hospital bag & even washed in that awful MRSA gel just in case.
Anyone who knows me barring my face & being make up free just doesn't happen.
So walking around my local hospital I felt really uncomfortable.
I do like to wear my mask & when I don't have it I am vulnerable.
Anyway I get to the clinic at 8:30am. No one is in the waiting room it's just little old me. I get seen by the nurse who takes my blood pressure & then sit back in the waiting room for a scan.
An hour & a half later I get my scan!!!! At this point I'm gasping for some water.
These 3 sacs are positioned in the shape of a triangle. With the little one sitting at the top.
There is a change from last week in shapes. The one to the bottom left hasn't developed & is still a round cavernous hole. The bottom right has really grown & stretched out like a long fat sausage, but still has nothing inside. Lastly the little one at the top is slightly bigger than last week & they now think there is a yolk sac! Wtf?
A yolk sac at 10 weeks? This is ridiculous.
So what if you see a yolk sac now. It's not a viable pregnancy!
I go back & sit in the waiting room.
I wait & I wait & I ........ Hang on a minute 6 people have jumped the queue in front of me. What's going on?
I walk to the desk & ask why I've been bumped down the queue again?
"Oh sorry we need to get a Senior consultant down for you".
Here we go again!
It's now just gone past 11am. I'm starving & thirsty & realising that there is no way I'm going to be operated on today.
Then I get called in by a reasonable hot Dr. I'm looking like I've not taken my Halloween face off from the weekend, having no make up on.
So, here goes the duologue:
Dr: We have seen a yolk sac that wasn't there last week. So there's been another development.
Me: But there are no babies.
Dr: Yes but we don't know if this could develop further.
Me: Seriously? I'm 10 weeks. This is driving me crazy.
Dr: I can imagine. But you don't meet the criteria of ticking any box that says you are having a miscarriage. This would be classed as a termination & ethically we can't do that.
Me: But there are NO babies?
Dr: I know! The only way we can tell is if you have a blood test 48 hours apart. Then from that we can tell if it's viable or not.
Me: But I asked for one last week & was told it's not relevant anymore.
Dr: Well in hindsight we should've given you one then we would've been able to make a decision last week.
Me: (laughing) Great!
Dr: So we'll take bloods today. I'll call you with the results then you come back Thursday & we will make a decision.
Me: Ok. So when you tell me on Thursday that this isn't a viable pregnancy, because you will, can I have the erpc on Friday?
Dr: Only if we have beds available as they might be booked up by then.
Me: Can you pencil me on the list now & if a miracle happens on Thursday then just take me off the list?
Dr: No. It doesn't work like that. If we can't get you in then we'll try to fit you in on Monday.
Me: Another week? I'll be 11 weeks by then. This is ridiculous. There are NO babies!
Dr: I do understand & if I'm honest I would want to see a lot more at 10 weeks. I don't think this is a viable pregnancy but I can't diagnose a miscarriage until we have the blood results.
After the blood test I left. Extremely frustrated.
I called DH in Greece & he went loopy. Even flippantly commented on me flying out to him & get Penny to organise a D&C.
After stuffing my face with left over Halloween sweets all afternoon I received my hcg results.
Hcg: 35,000
He said he'd expect them to be higher.
I said considering that they were 8,000 3 weeks ago. So would I & this shows it's not viable.
Again he repeated that until he has the second blood test to compare on Thursday. He will not diagnose a miscarriage.
Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh.
So here I am in limbo land again.
Going very, very