Friday, March 11, 2011
And here we go again
So today I was gonna post about something else than my miscarriage because...guess what...I'm sick of thinking about my miscarriage.
My doctor called me this afternoon. She got the final report from my ultrasound on Monday and it says that there are still some blood clots in there--I'm still bleeding so I don't know why I care that there are some blood clots there as they'll probably go away on their own or with my next period--and that there "might" be some pieces of placenta still in there. LOVELY! JUST FUCKING LOVELY! I guess I don't get to catch a break and have it go well once in a while...nope!
So doctor wants to send me for another ultrasound in 2 weeks. I have no idea why I have to wait 2 weeks when I'm barely bleeding now and expecting the bleeding to stop completely in the next few days. So, Dre tried to schedule my appointment (yes, I still hate phones) this afternoon, but the ultrasound clinic was closed. I guess I'll try calling on Monday morning to setup an appointment in 2 weeks.
Now, I have no idea what my options are if there's still some placenta up in there in 2 weeks. More pills? A D&C? With the pills, I'm afraid I'd start bleeding for 2 weeks again and AF would just take that much longer to come. When it comes to a D&C, I'll have that as the absolute last resort over my dead body. Does that sound like I'm being dramatic? That's good 'cause I'm not getting surgery where they open my cervix and then proceed to scrape my uterus...nope...not gonna happen.
Anyways, that's it for my ranty self. I know I seem angry and annoyed and ranty all the time lately, but I do better with communication my feelings on paper generally so this is helping me cope with the depressed and angry feeling that this miscarriage have caused. Hopefully, I'll get all cheerful and happy again very soon...Ha! Who am I kidding? So not me!
So TGIF people and it's party time as I've been invited over to SIL's for Drinking Time (I think I might adopt this new idea of drinking time) tonight. I'm thinking I can do with a Porn Star--get your minds out of the gutter people...it's a drink!