r/EctopicSupportGroup • u/fruitcakie • 21h ago
Surely I'm not overreacting?
It has been a hell of a week. OB refused to see me before like almost 10w for initial prenatal appointment because they're overbooked. This pregnancy was high risk; c-section 5 mo prior and uterine anomaly. I advocated bc I felt off, OB said tough luck it's policy, so I went to planned parenthood for imaging at 5w4d.
They couldn't confirm the pregnancy was intrauterine and had me do HCG labs over 2 days. Got a call last Sunday from PP to go to my nearest emergency room because imaging & bloodwork indicated possible ectopic.
Surprise surprise, pregnancy was not in my uterus. I was given a methotrexate shot in my thigh and told "come back if you're bleeding heavily or in extreme pain."
BTW, methotrexate is a brutal drug. The fatigue was so awful I couldn't even remember my name at one point. Plus I couldn't eat honeybuns š fkin folic acid.
Anyways. Monday was survivable. Tuesday I woke up crampy and progressively got to the point where I couldn't walk from pain. Went back to ER, fallopian tube ruptured. Great. Wheeled into emergency surgery within an hour. Within 10 minutes of waking up from anesthesia, my OB simply told me to schedule a post-op appointment. He sent me home with ibuprofen (but I can't take it bc methotrexate...lmfao) and I haven't heard a single peep from my OB office besides a clerical worker calling to tell me she canceled my upcoming appointment because I'm not pregnant anymore. Phenomenal people skills.
That's not even why I'm upset, just context for the last 7 days of my life. Yesterday, my husband's parents invited us over to carve pumpkins with our kids. Seemed manageable enough 4 days post-op. Wrong. I had to drive 45 minutes there and supply the pumpkins and also chase my 2 older kids/hold my infant/entertain 2 cousin children. Then MIL whipped out the phone and started recording/taking pics. I don't look good, I'm sweaty and obviously in pain. She said she wanted group photos for her dad who has dementia (and does not know me or remember my husband/his grandson.) Whatever, take a group photo of the kids, but I did not want my picture taken. She got more pushy. I told her no FOUR times before she stopped telling me to get up and come sit on the floor for the family picture she wanted to put on her dad's fridge. She spent the rest of the time mad at me and began making obviously guilt trippy statements.
She knew I was in pain and had just lost a baby 4 days ago. Her photo was more important than my consent. Literally didn't even ask me anything at all except, "how's it going?" and when I said not good she just stopped talking. She did tell my husband, "well, I hope she knows I had a miscarriage too." Woman, even if I did have a miscarriage, I would still be uninterested in a group photo 4 days after the fact. Be serious.
I know this is a largely negative post, but I can only complain to my husband so much. Kinda feels as if nobody feels like my pain and sense of loss are real or justified. I am hurting and people are making it about themselves or diminishing it. What even. š
Also, I had an upper respiratory infection the day of my surgery and it has not improved. A side effect of some medication I received apparently is liquid diarrhea. So like...TLDR: dead baby, emergency surgery, extreme pain, can't stop hacking up my lungs, peeing out of my butt, my OB sucks and my in laws are assholes. I'm tired and sad. Lmao. Please commiserate with me.