In the days following my consultation in London even though I was finding the weaning of the drugs terribly hard, I managed to reason with myself when I was at my lowest points. At night I laid in bed devising an email to the clinic saying I was giving up and I could not cope… Continue reading Treading Water
After stopping the progesterone that evening sure enough three days later I began to miscarry naturally, I knew I had made the right decision to not prolong this agony any longer. This miscarriage was more painful than the others and I found myself grabbing on to the kitchen work tops and gritting my teeth together.… Continue reading Beautiful Nightmare
The first cycle on the treatment plan didn’t really go to plan at all. The thyroid treatment was actually working which is a positive but as a result of my new thyroid activity my cycle was altered and I ovulated earlier than ever before. I hit panic stations on the baby dancing front but unfortunately… Continue reading Chasing A Heartbeat
During the days following my diagnosis I read the treatment plan over and over, sitting with the paperwork in my hands I felt like I had finally found the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, I have my answers and this is my treasure, the treasure that could lead to our very… Continue reading Treasure
I had tormented myself for months every single day wondering if I’ll ever get answers and finally that day had come. There was a mixture of excitement and fear inside me and I felt like I couldn’t concentrate on the journey down to London, to add to the stress a little our train was cancelled… Continue reading D-day
As we entered the consultants office he stood up and greeted us both, after taking his seat he reached his hands out to me over the desk and looked me in the eye and said, I’m terribly sorry for your losses and what an awful year this has been for you both. He then introduced… Continue reading Life is like a box of chocolates .. you never know what you’re gonna get..
RPL is a bit like standing with a box in front of you and not knowing what’s inside, we don’t know why I have recurrent losses, we don’t know if we ever will, anyone who knows me knows that I don’t deal with the unknown very well and I really hate surprises so this current… Continue reading The only way to do it… is to do it (Merce Cunningham)