I had what must have been a chemical pregnancy back in February, and I've just found out today that I will be miscarrying any day now, since I was confirmed pregnant by test and u/s two weeks ago, then just went this morning to check the progress again by ultrasound, and the same little speck was barely even visible anymore...I'm guessing it must have stopped growing right after my first visit at 5 weeks. I'm at 7 weeks and a few days now, and terrified for the impending miscarriage....
Last February, I was found to have a gestational sac at 3 weeks (I have been getting more u/s than usual because I have a 6cm intramural fibroid and endometriosis that my doctor has been keeping an eye on), but my doctor said he didn't think it would make it. I held out hope anyway and waited through the next week. Sure enough, I started spotting liquidy, light pink while out for a walk, along with cramps. Since it was just around the time my period was due, my body decided to just go on ahead and let it go.
Even at 4 weeks, the pain was horrifying for me.
I was alone (it's sad how so many of us have been alone going through this, and the more I think about it when people start comparing labor pains to m/c pains - I really think the care, or even just standing by and looking after us of loved ones, doctors, nurses, our significant other - whoever is there while we're going through labor pains, might contribute to making it not seem quite as bad), and let it come as if it was just a bad period. Since I've got the fibroid and endo, I'm used to some pretty nasty periods, and I figured that since I was only 4 weeks along, it wouldn't be much different.
I was wrong. VERY wrong.
I spent about two days with the cramps and other looming signs that I would soon start bleeding, and on the third day, the pain became so unbearable, I did find myself on the ground rocking, and writhing in pain. The extra strength ibuprofen I was taking did not help. I can remember it started early in the afternoon, so It must have lasted about 4 or 5 hours, because by nightfall, I had managed to push out a sudden heavy gush, and felt almost instant relief. I also remember my pain sensors making sure the dopamine kicked right in, because once it was all gone, I started having the physical sensation of being calm, relaxed and soothed. Emotionally, of course, it was horrible, but I was glad to have my body come to my aid, since nobody else was home to give any comfort. I had the shakes and soreness in my lower back for a few days afterward, and bled lightly for a few days after that, but soon after that, I was pretty much back to normal.
So, while it did not become so bad that I vomited or passed out, it was still awful, and NOT something I want to deal with again....And that's why I'm terrified at nearly 8 weeks to go through this at a later stage. I'm alone, and live in a non-car friendly city, so if I had to go to a hospital, I'd be SOL unless I could get an ambulance to arrive. I also live in a foreign country where I'm fair enough with basic conversation in the language, but if pressed to speak while enduring screaming pain, I can pretty much be certain that I won't remember a single word. Yep. I'm not looking forward to it, and I'm sorry for everyone who has had to go through it. It's making me feel like I don't think I will even have the courage to try again because of the toll it takes on my body. I hope I can find some friends in you ladies, because I may really need you in the coming weeks as I endure another m/c alone.