I'm pregnant and have been dealing with bleeding since 6 weeks because my baby is implanted near a uterine blood vessel. It started as spotting, but then I had a much stronger and more graphic episode about four weeks ago that kept me on bed rest at first, and then continued sick leave from work.
Earlier today, after three days of nothing, I thought "yay! It's all over and done with." Thirteen weeks passed without unwanted outcomes.
Tonight, whilst telling my friend my latest update, I felt something was awry "done there". Shortly thereafter, I passed a clot the size of half an avacado and the bleeding began gushingly heavy again.
This time, however, I had a baby to search for in that blood clot... and facing that inevitability almost made me physically ill. The nausea and uneven breathing didn't pass until I'd literally torn the clot apart. Failing to find a 3 inch person in this grotesque bloody lump, my anxiety lightened.
This heavy haemorrhaging, both before and now, is painless. This is a good sign, because women who miscarry feel strong cramping senstation, and lots of pain.
I still want to make sure everything is alright with the fetus, so it's off to have an ultrasound tomorrow to make sure. Nothing can be done about it tonight, because ultrasounds just aren't done in the middle of the night (between lack of runding and perhaps the reluctance radiologists may have for the requirement of a 24hr working day to interpret the scans).
Worst of all, I can't wake my husband to share my worries with him, no can I go to bed to sleep it off for fear of staining my mattress. I'm hoping things slow down enough that I can feel secure enough to go to bed, at the very least. I'll have to be in a functional state to drive tomorrow!
