If you missed Part 1 of my miscarriage story, you can find it here: My Miscarriage Part 1. Before I share Part 2, here is a great reminder for today:
After the appointment at my midwife, confirming we did have a miscarriage, we thought the physical pain would start to go away and we could just work on the emotional and mental pain. A week went by and I was still having mild cramping and light bleeding. Nathan couldn’t stay away from work the whole time, and I was feeling a little better, so he went back to work. Not wanting to be alone, I went to stay at my parents during the day. About a week after my first ER visit, I remember my dad picking me up this one morning because my cramping started to get worse and worse.
I laid down at my parents house and I couldn’t fight these cramps. I remember walking around helped the pain but about every couple minutes it would be terrible cramping. I assumed these were contraction type pains. I didn’t think I could make it all the way to my midwife so I decided to have my dad drive me to the local hospital. I was bent over in pain and begged to be sent right back to a room.
Thankfully, there was no wait. They wheeled me back and I could tell this was already a much better visit than the first one. Nathan arrived at the hospital and I knew he was worried. That second ER visit was the worst pain I have ever felt. They told me it was labor pains. A couple rounds of morphine didn’t even solve the pain, it mainly just calmed me down. After more tests and ultrasounds, they didn’t find anything different and said it was probably just the miscarriage.
Nathan and I were lost and confused. I got sent home a couple hours later and was told to just lay down and let it pass. I didn’t know what that meant but I was worried it would never end.
Later that night something passed that I knew had to be the fetus. Physically, I felt immediately better and had a huge sigh of relief. It was finally time to just focus on our relationship and emotional pain.
In the second hospital bed, I kept praying that the pain I had would just go away. I knew I worried Nathan and my parents. I kept saying how unfair it was to be going through such horrible pain and not able to take a baby home. I had a lot of support from Nathan and my parents that day.
As you can tell from my story, I didn’t have a D&C procedure. I am thankful for that because it gave my body a chance to heal on its own. It was a longer miscarriage and painful but I had the strength to overcome it because of Jesus and my family.
If you have had a miscarriage or currently enduring one, please share your story with me and we can chat. Just email me at firstname.lastname@example.org. You are not alone. Jesus is holding you and going to get you through this. Remember he has a plan for you and it is not one to harm you.
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