I have an appointment at 2:00 tomorrow for an u/s and an exam.
There's still the chance it's okay, but I am not big on optimism given the situation.
Yes, I could have a subchronic hematoma (But I doubt that so early on.)
Yes, it could be a twin that stopped growing and is miscarrying (Who knows.)
Yes, it could just be some clot in the uterus causing bleeding (Odd, but it happens.)
Of course, it could be another miscarriage.
I hate that place between knowing and not knowing. You can be 'pregnant', you can be 'not pregnant." What about that strange place in between, when you don't know if your baby is dead or alive. Even though you think you know, you must still act pregnant. That tall glass of vodka and coke is out, that
For all intents and purposes, you are still pregnant until proven wrong. You can't even take any pain medication until you know for sure. And so, often you have to suffer the cramps, the hell of uterine contractions and a dialating cervix, with no alcohol, no pills, no relief in sight. There is not a prize at the end of this either, just your dead baby. There is no relief afterward, just the cold embrace of sleep. When you wake up, the nightmare picks back up where it left off.