hey, I'm home & no op.
Traumatic visit to the hospital though - I had to go in through A & E to see first doctor who was expecting me between 10 -10:30am. A & E hadn't even heard of the Dr I needed to see, they didn't book me in, so we were waiting for an hour until finally this Dr enquired if I was there. So my name got called, my Mum had to go book me in cos they couldn't do anything without a booking in print-out and my partner and I got up to go through to the ward. Told by a very brusque nurse that my partner wasn't allowed to come through until I'd had my examination.
Got taken through to a partition where the curtains wouldn't close fully, told to change into a hospital gown and wait for the doctor to come in. I didn't know what the hell was going on, and got really teary - didn't want to be on my own! A student nurse came in to take obs, the blood pressure machine went mental bleeping and saying my bp was too high and my pulse went up to 120+ (talk about being worked up), my bloods were then taken, then finally the Dr I was meant to see in the first place came in and examined me. She said I'm clinically well, and said that she was going to admit me to a Gynae ward to ensure that I would have a bed if my hormone levels were still suggestive of ectopic. She was lovely and really helpful and she made someone go and get my partner so I woudln't have to wait alone.
Went up to ward, then just as a nurse was coming in to put my wristband on my Dr came up and told me my hormones have fallen by 400, so I could go home.
I feel a mixture of feelings, relieved because whatever is/was wrong is being resolved itself, sad for another loss, and terrified that I won't ever have a healthy baby. I know much of that is grief.
I'm just so glad to be home. I hate hospitals. Dr today was lovely, shame about the nurses! Back again on tuesday for more blood tests (I look like a junkie!)
Thank you for all your support, it means a lot
xx