Well that's that. I took the pills that they gave me to m/c and they worked. I have been miserable for three days and the bleeding is starting to slow down. Everyone has been so supportive. I kept telling people that I am ok, just sad. They believed me and most have stopped asking how I am doing and if I need anything. This is a relief in a way, but also very isolating. My sadness is now old news, and I am left alone with an empty feeling where I felt full and happy a week ago. I am not usually someone that takes strong painkillers. They prescribed something strong to get me through the m/c and I find that I am enjoying the numb feeling they give me. Good thing I only have two left. School will start again tomorrow. I hope I have the strength to have patience with some of the crappy parents in the school I work at. I am trying not to ask why right now. I guess that's part of grieving. Why does my friend who smoked, drank and used drugs for years have a healthy pregnancy? Why does the pregnant homeless girl begging for money go to full term? It all seems very unfair and imbalanced. I hope this stage passes soon. I feel like a horrible person. Sigh. "Moving on with life" the way I have been told to do time and time again by "helpful" supporters.
Thanks for listening.
Re: I feel empty
I'm still fresh in this process (day two of officially miscarrying)... but I'm already getting similar sentiments. I too had a friend who drank and smoked cigarettes all throughout her pregnancy, only to have a gorgeous healthy baby. And another who smoked tons of pot to get through the nausea, again with a healthy baby. I'm no angel, but as soon as I learned we were pregnant, I did everything by the book. We're going to wonder, and question, and feel this sense of injustice. I guess it's just part of the grieving and coping process. What's important is that it's normal. You're not a horrible person for thinking these things... it's just where your head goes. Just don't let those thoughts take over your life. Thinking that way, while normal, won't make you pregnant again. Nor will it take away your pain. So when those thoughts cross your mind, just breath through it and gently redirect your focus to a different topic.
They gave me vicodin, and I'm right there with you. It's almost a welcomed numbness. I keep feeling like I want to crack open a bottle of wine and pop a vicodin and just forget. But I know that's not going to change what I'm going through.
The doctors and nurses yesterday all tried to console me in saying our bodies just know when somethings not right. Our bodies know to get rid of "bad seeds". We'll never fully understand what went wrong, or why it happened to us. But I'm sure we're going to be okay.
Stick around here... and take everything day by day. Go back to work, and do your best to carry on with your life. A friend of mine who has endured a MC earlier this year (who is 4 months pregnant now), told me the whole experience made her more focused on getting in great shape. She held onto all the diet changes, no drinking, no caffeine... and continued taking her prenatals. Now she's healthy and pregnant, and doing great.
I'm hoping we can both fall away from this funk and use it in the only positive way we can. Just get yourself super healthy and ready for the next time you see those two lines. No one can predict what will happen, but statistically, the odd's for two MC's in a row are dramatically lowered. So keep your chin up
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I am sorry for your loss.