Against my gut instinct I went out to dinner last night (Tuesday night) with my husband, daughter, and husband’s extended family. Dinner was nice but I felt increasingly shittier throughout the meal. It all came to a head afterward when we all walked outside to chat and say good night. I tried walking around a bit but eventually could barely stand up.
For the past couple days I kept thinking that I had a nasty case of gas. By yesterday evening I was so bloated that just finding some pants to wear out to dinner was difficult. By the end of dinner the cramps and severe pain told me in no uncertain terms that this was not just gas.
Thankfully our dinner locale was only about 10 minutes from my hospital so I called my OB, described by symptoms, and she advised me to head on in to get checked out.
The wait was a bit long but everyone there was extremely nice which helped. After being brought back into my own room they took a urine sample, performed an ultrasound, and then drew blood to do a beta check. I could tell pretty quickly that the doctor doing the US wasn’t happy with what she saw. For where I was in my pregnancy I should have had a sac in my uterus. She couldn’t find anything. She did find a 3 cm cyst on my right ovary which may somewhat explain the sharp pains I was having in that area. The lack of a sac along with a thin uterine lining triggered the beta test.
They got the results back from that test along with my results from Monday’s test pretty quickly. Monday’s betas were in the 500s and last night’s were only in the 400s. Based on the betas, lack of a sac, the bleeding, cramping, and a very thin lining in uterus the doctor is almost certain that this was actually an ectopic pregnancy. I was given two shots of Methotrexate, one in each hip to help speed along the absorption of the embryo.
I was given instructions for what to look out for in the unlikely case of a rupture, a prescription for more Percocets, and scripts for repeat betas in a few days. I need to repeat the tests until the levels go down to 0.
My husband has already offered to tell everyone who knew about the pregnancy what has happened. Now I just have to figure out how the hell I’m going to deal with this myself. To him the pregnancy isn’t much more than a clump of cells. But to me it was as much of a baby as if I had already held him in my arms.
Somehow I think I knew something was wrong from the beginning, especially when the bleeding started back up on Saturday. I just kept holding out hope that I was wrong, somehow.
The doctor said we can try again in three months. That along with the love of my husband and adorable daughter is what will help me get through those long months.
Thank you to those who have posted to this thread and to those who have gotten through this very long post.
I’m going to bed now. We just got back from the hospital a few minutes ago. It’s been an unbelievable long night. I’ll post again when I can. Just had to get this out now.