I m/c a day or so before you. I went to hospital on the 22nd, but when I look back it all started on the 20th or 21st. I was "only" six weeks. The word "only" is what most people who haven't m/c might use, but to me it was my baby and therefore "only" was not the right word at all. Having said that, I suspect that m/c at six weeks is much easier, both physically and psychologically, than m/c at ten weeks or later.
For the first week I was a mess. I scared myself at the hospital, because I didn't know I could lose control of myself like I did there. It was the middle of the night, and I literally just howled as I sat down at the A&E reception desk. The poor woman on the desk didn't know what to do with me!
Anyway, moving on ... about ten days later, I thought that I was done with crying. I still thought about the m/c every day, and I dreamed about it quite a bit too. Then we went to stay with friends for the weekend. I had to tell my friend, because OH and I had already started TTC again and I needed to explain why my alcohol consumption would be about half a unit over the entire weekend! And just as I started to tell her, I started to cry all over again, which scared me a bit, because like I say I thought my tears were finished with. After that, I felt a huge sense of relief ... she was the only person who knew, and yet just telling one person really took the weight off me.
And now here we are, nearly a month on. OH and I haven't waited for

to come along, and we just launched straight into TTC. I had a teensy bit of spotting yesterday (implantation?), and I've had a few AF-like cramps, my BBs are feeling bigger again, and I keep weeing. So guess what I'm hoping?! I am really trying hard not to get my hopes up, as I think we would just be tooooo lucky if this was our month again, and yet, and yet ...
I am refusing to test for at least two more weeks - I want to see first whether AF comes along next week and whether I get any more symptoms. It's quite easy for me not to test, as I have no tests in the house and my nearest pharmacies are both a few miles away, in villages that I have no other need to visit this week.
So that's my story. Here's hoping there's a happy ending to it

Likewise, I hope the rest of you on this thread get your

as soon as you would like to.
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