CurlySue
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"We'll send you a letter telling you how your embryos got on," they said.
No letter. I had to find out on the day of my D&C that I had nothing left. Can you imagine how shite that feels, when for weeks you have this inkling of hope and you convince yourself that no news is good news only to be told flatly and coldly "No, none of them were good enough."
Nice.
"We'll send you a letter offering you a follow up appointment for shortly after the operation so we can talk about your feelings and what went wrong, so we can plan a second treatment for in about three cycle's time."
Nothing, six weeks later. No letter. Not a thing. Not even a missed call on my phone.
I'm coming up to my second period, now, since AF arrived shortly after D&C.
So I write to them. I, the patient who just went through a particularly traumatic miscarriage and have had to suffer their stupidity again and again, have to get on THEIR back to do THEIR job.
So, six weeks plus one letter outlining just how horrendously upset, confused, lost and traumatised I feel in relation to a) this whole experience and b) the fact that almost nine weeks after finding out I had lost my children STILL no follow up appointment had been scheduled for me I FINALLY got a letter offering me an appointment on 28th September.
Why is it I had to chase THEM up?
Why is it they have never contacted me when they said they would?
Why is it that it was only when I drew their attention to them constantly getting things wrong for me that I get to see an actual doctor?
I swear, if I get there and it's his registrar I will walk straight out and never look back. How shitty it felt to sit there in the waiting room, awaiting the confirmation scan that I would need an evacuation, seeing these new couples going in and having what looked like long, detailed, informed appointments with actual doctors when all we got was two minutes with a woman who had no clue.
No letter. I had to find out on the day of my D&C that I had nothing left. Can you imagine how shite that feels, when for weeks you have this inkling of hope and you convince yourself that no news is good news only to be told flatly and coldly "No, none of them were good enough."
Nice.
"We'll send you a letter offering you a follow up appointment for shortly after the operation so we can talk about your feelings and what went wrong, so we can plan a second treatment for in about three cycle's time."
Nothing, six weeks later. No letter. Not a thing. Not even a missed call on my phone.
I'm coming up to my second period, now, since AF arrived shortly after D&C.
So I write to them. I, the patient who just went through a particularly traumatic miscarriage and have had to suffer their stupidity again and again, have to get on THEIR back to do THEIR job.
So, six weeks plus one letter outlining just how horrendously upset, confused, lost and traumatised I feel in relation to a) this whole experience and b) the fact that almost nine weeks after finding out I had lost my children STILL no follow up appointment had been scheduled for me I FINALLY got a letter offering me an appointment on 28th September.
Why is it I had to chase THEM up?
Why is it they have never contacted me when they said they would?
Why is it that it was only when I drew their attention to them constantly getting things wrong for me that I get to see an actual doctor?
I swear, if I get there and it's his registrar I will walk straight out and never look back. How shitty it felt to sit there in the waiting room, awaiting the confirmation scan that I would need an evacuation, seeing these new couples going in and having what looked like long, detailed, informed appointments with actual doctors when all we got was two minutes with a woman who had no clue.