Here is the first instalment of how our life changed for the first time.
It all started in October 2009. I had been to the doctors mid October due to putting weight on just around my stomach. She had asked for me to do a sample to do a pregnancy test which was to be sent to the lab. The results came back the following week saying that it was negative. That weekend we had been to Oxford for the weekend to visit friends and on the Sunday we arrived back home and I started to get stomach cramps. These were quite painful but were over very quick. Were there for about a minute before disappearing. At first just thought that this was my monthly cycle about to start and that the test was obviously correct but when the pains kept coming with no sign of anything else then I decided that enough was enough and would go to the doctors.
So on the Friday, I went to the doctors early before work. The doctor had asked, after ruling out several things, for me to do a sample for a pregnancy test. She tested it there and then and informed me that it was positive. This was after her having to double check what the test stick result meant. However, having been told the best news ever, she continued on to say that the pains could be due to it being ectopic. I was referred to the hospital for further tests and was told not to eat anything as they might need to operate.
Cue frantic phone call to my husband from a very tearful wife saying to meet me at home and could he call work to tell them that I wouldn't be in that day. Once home, we got together a few things in a bag just in case I was kept in and then made our way to the gynae department of North Staffs hospital. We were there from about 11am til just after 4pm, having blood tests, urine samples tested and a scan. We were then informed that the blood test needed repeating in 48 hours before they could have a definite result from them. The scan couldn't see anything, but that could mean that they were too early, it could be ectopic or it could be a failing pregnancy. We were absolutely devastated. We so wanted to be pregnant but couldn't get our hopes up due to what we had been told.
On the Sunday, we made our way back to the hospital where the second blood test was done. We were then told to ring on the Monday after 3 for the results. If the hormone levels had doubled since the first test, then it was a thriving pregnancy, if they had stayed the same this meant it was ectopic but if they were lower than before then this meant that it was a failing pregnancy. When I did ring on the Monday I was informed that they had more than doubled and I was ecstatic. Chris, my husband, was thrilled to bits as well.
This is where we thought it would all run smoothly but no, I found out much later that I was not to have it easy.
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