Call it women's intuition, I had a bad feeling about this ultrasound and insisted on Shane coming with me, which is why I made the appointment on a Saturday. I thought I was around 8 weeks pregnant by now, so I knew we should be able to see a heartbeat.
Don't ask me how I knew , but I knew something was wrong. The senographer asked us when we were next seeing our GP, which happened to be the following Tuesday. She then told us not to miss the appointment, when I asked why, whats wrong?, she calmly told me that she wasn't at liberty to tell us - WTF.
Well the alarm bells were ringing big time by now. The suspense was killing me, I couldn't wait to get in the car and open the envelope.
BIG mistake. I cant remember all the nitty gritty details, but basically a heart beat could not be found. I totally lost it in the car, Shane didn't know what to do. He drove straight to my parents house, as they were looking after Mr K for us.
As horrible as this sounds, I didn't want the baby inside me anymore, and I needed the baby to come out NOW. After much discussions and tears, it was decided that I needed to see a Dr ASAP. As out GP was closed I ended up seeing a Dr at an after hours clinic.The Dr we saw was fantastic, she booked me into King Edward Memorial Hospital the very next day for a D & C.
I still kept my appointment for the Tuesday as I wanted answers. Why me?, why us?, whats wrong with me?, why cant I have another baby?. Our GP couldn't give me any answers, so he suggested we see a Fertility Clinic. Which we did, and I managed to get some answers. But they weren't what I was looking for.
I was diagnosed with Poly cystic Ovary Syndrome. Basically it can be very hard for me to fall pregnant. It was suggested that we start fertility treatment, which meant going into the clinic during the month for hormone injections etc. The clinic was about and hour drive from our house, apart from the distance I also had my little boy to look after and the cost involved was unbelievable. We just couldn't afford it, we had just moved into our house and money was tight. I ended up going back to the Clinic for a Pap smear and another ultrasound, and came home with some fantastic news.
I was pregnant again.