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Stalled Out

I’ve had some time to recover from the shock of the news we received on Tuesday, and figured I should update you all on what’s happened since then.

The husband and I spent the rest of Tuesday alternately sleeping, watching mindless TV, grieving, and eating our feelings.  Our feelings taste a lot like starchy comfort food, turns out.

I went back to work on Wednesday.  It was a little surreal sitting at my desk, smiling when it was appropriate, and making small talk with coworkers, all the while knowing that there is a dead baby inside of me.  I said things that were inappropriate for my situation, especially since a few of my coworkers knew what had happened.

I say inappropriate things when I’m uncomfortable.  And I make others uncomfortable.  I just don’t know how to deal with this, so I try to act normally… which is probably what makes everyone uncomfortable.

I’m awkward when my life is going well… I expect something like this to only magnify that trait by a thousand.

On Wednesday evening, I started spotting dark brown, and by bedtime was feeling mild cramps.  I figured the miscarriage was happening naturally, and went to bed prepared to deal with the aftermath.

When I woke up on Thursday morning… nothing.  I still had some cramping, and I spotted throughout the day yesterday, but no progress.

Last night, after having a wonderful dinner prepared for us by an amazing friend, I decided to use the Cytotec the doctor had given me to help the process along.

I prepared like someone stocking for a field triage tent.  I made sure I had bottles of water within reach, as well as lots of dark-colored towels next to the bed.  I set alarms for every two hours so I could be sure that I was conscious of my body, and could check for blood loss and call to update the husband on occasion.  I plugged in my heating pad, and made sure my Percocet prescription was handy as well.

(By the way, when Dr. K said “I also wrote you a script for three days worth of Percocet for the pain”, I really thought that was like six pills.  No.  THIRTY PILLS IS THREE DAYS WORTH?  Good LORD.  I wonder if I can trade leftover Percocet for Menopur on the black market…)

I did like the doctor said and put the four pills into the end of a tampon, placed them, and prayed that it wouldn’t hurt too badly when the cramping started.

I went to bed, somewhat comforted by my stash of supplies all within arms reach, and fell asleep quickly.  Comfort food overindulgence and constant worry are a better sleep-aid than Ambien.

I awoke a few times in the night with mild cramping, but no evidence of heavy bleeding… or any bleeding, for that matter.  As I type this, it’s been about ten hours since I took the Cytotec, and precisely nothing has happened.

I called Dr. K’s office a little while ago to let them know, and they are supposed to be calling me back after they talk to the doc.  How much you wanna bet they call me in another dose and have me try again?

Ugh.

Why can’t anything just work like it’s supposed to?  I feel like I’m constantly steeling myself for what comes next, and then it never comes the way I expect.  At this rate, I’m just praying I won’t have to have a D&C after all…

So anyway, that’s where I am now.  Stuck, stagnant, and stalled out.

Apparently my body really, really wanted to be pregnant, and has no intentions of giving up without a fight.  Normally I’d appreciate that, but right now, I just want this to be over so I can start to heal.

I’ll update more later, and hopefully there will be some progress made by then.

Happy nine weeks pregnant to me.  Ugh.

13 comments on “Stalled Out

  1. Ashley
    September 21, 2012 at 8:30 am #

    Love and hugs to you girl. ❤

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  2. Ashley
    September 21, 2012 at 8:30 am #

    Love and hugs to you girl. ❤

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  3. Carly
    September 21, 2012 at 8:55 am #

    Tracy, I am so sorry for your loss. I have no words to convey how deeply my heart hurts for you and Mike. We love you guys so much.

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  4. Julie Conley
    September 21, 2012 at 9:09 am #

    I’ve told your story to some of my friends who are TTC and struggling. You have no idea how many people are rooting for you and cheering you on from afar. Chin up, girlfriend. Big hugs from down the highway…

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  5. Julie Conley
    September 21, 2012 at 9:12 am #

    (And I don’t mean “chin up-get over it.” I realize it might have come across that way. I mean it more like “chin up-you have lots of people who care about you/ even people you don’t know are following your story/ you have more people who care than you’ll ever know.)

    🙂

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  6. Jen
    September 21, 2012 at 9:12 am #

    Hugs to you. I’m thinking about you and virtually holding your hand through this!

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  7. Brie
    September 21, 2012 at 9:30 am #

    Tracy, I don’t even know you – but man – waiting to miscarry is the worst thing ever. I’m so sorry for your loss, my husband and I have been aching for you both as I have been following your story. Praying for you.

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  8. Joni Fenn
    September 21, 2012 at 9:40 am #

    Love you. I’m here if you need me ❤

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  9. sarah nadolny
    September 21, 2012 at 10:50 am #

    I wish it would be appropraite for me to run over and hug you….I am here for anything you need. That hug is here too, when and if you are ready.

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  10. KelBel
    September 21, 2012 at 10:53 am #

    Sending you lots of hugs and prayers.

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  11. cassiedash
    September 21, 2012 at 11:08 am #

    Thinking of you, and hoping all of this can be over soon. Be well, friend.

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  12. Katie
    September 21, 2012 at 11:10 am #

    The same exact thing happened to me, but a second dose didn’t even work. Or the third. They say that never happens. I hope it works for you…

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  13. Brie
    September 21, 2012 at 11:48 am #

    I have had a D & C before, (actually 2 for two different reasons) and neither were too bad. I will be praying that things progress for you in the next couple days. If you need anything, let me know. I am always available!!!

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