I found the time after this miscarriage a lot harder than my first miscarriage for a number of reasons:
- I hadn't thought there was anything wrong... the pregnancy to me seemed to be going well and up to going for the first scan my body felt really pregnant!
- My best friend got pregnant (unplanned) at pretty much the exact same time that I was going through my miscarriage... I found out 3 months down the line after her first scan. However, between the time of my miscarriage and her three months scan she was very elusive and not available. I can understand why so there's no blame given but I found this really difficult as I really needed someone to talk to and to spend time with. I also fell apart when she told me the news. I think on my journey that was one of the worst if not the worst days! She had rung me to tell me and to explain that it wasn't her timing and, as people do when they are having difficult conversations, she said something that probably afterwards she wished she hadn't. She said 'it wasn't our timing but I guess it must be God's so we'll have to work through it'. Having just lost a baby to be told that it was God's timing for someone who had no desire to be pregnant was awful. (I share a lot of this in the hope that someone reading this will realise that you're not alone in your experiences). I didn't cope with this at all. I rushed through some lame congratulatory sentences desperate for her to get off the phone and as soon as she did I suffered a really bad panic attack. There have been days when my husband just hasn't known what to do to comfort or help me and this was one of those days!
- Work... In April 2010, our organisation was taken over by a different organisation. This organisation decided to do a service review and then a restructure. I returned to work towards the end of June and had a 'return to work meeting' with my Manager where I explained that I was fine to be back but the Doctor had said to take it easy and in the short term not to take on any additional responsibility. The following week information on the restructure came out to say that one Manager would need to take on two teams rather than one and that Manager would be me. Again I was so hurt that people couldn't see how much I was struggling or worse still didn't care. I spoke to the decision makers and was told I had three options - to take a career break for a year!?, to be demoted (but they couldn't guarantee geographically where I would be placed or what work I would be doing) or to get on with it. I chose the last option but this created extra tiredness, stress and weariness
I had numerous blood tests. I know to most this is no big deal... but unfortunately, the only one phobia I have is needles... and wasps (but I see the two things as related :-)) Put me in a room with tarantulas, take me to a great height etc and I'll be fine but ask me to have an injection and I am full of fear! lol. I've got to say that this phobia is starting to get less and become more something that I really dislike but that's because of the sheer amount of injections/ needles I've had to have since then as you will read in future updates!!
Anyway, I hope all of you who are reading this are well today! It's a beautiful sunny spring day here... I think Spring weather always helps to make situations feel a little bit better! :-) Part four to follow soon... if you are still following this and not finding it too long ;-) I've never been good at telling short stories! :-)