Alan and I went for my appointment with a consultant at South Tyneside Hospital this afternoon.
I was really lucky to get such a quick appointment - I was only referred 2 weeks ago, after my 3rd early miscarriage in 5 months (added to the ectopic pregnancy last March).
I was really nervous about going and didn't have any idea what to expect, but it wasn't too bad. I had an examination, and some swabs taken, and Alan and I had to give blood for various tests. I'll also get an appointment for a womb scan in the next few weeks. The consultant recommended that I lose 10% of my weight, and seemed fairly sure that that would help us to have a successful pregnancy; diet and exercise it is, then!
A friend at work told me that I was a very strong woman yesterday, the trouble is, with each unsuccessful pregnancy, my shoulders sink a little bit lower from the weight on them. The positive thing is that this last miscarriage led me to a referral, which is hopefully a step in the right direction.
If it wasn't for the worry of time ticking away, it wouldn't be so bad.
So, my photo for today was to sum up the feelings of worry and hope, and different paths. Since I posted it, I can't get 'Wires' by Athlete out of my head! Ironic that that song was written about his poorly new baby...
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