- 4 years ago
Hi all, per the title of the thread, I guess I’m posting this because after finding out I’d need a d&c due to a missed miscarriage I found that the majority of stories online detailed negative experiences. While those experiences are completely valid and my heart goes out to any woman who has to deal with a bad d&c on top of their miscarriage, I wanted to offer a different perspective.
We found out on Monday at my 9 week scan that baby’s heart had quietly stopped beating a couple of days prior. We were offered the decision of waiting to have a natural miscarriage or booking in for a d&c and we chose the second option, in part because I had quite a painful natural m/c at 7 weeks in July.
I went in today for the d&c. We got into the day surgery at about 9.15 having filled out all of the paperwork on Tuesday. Prep was relatively easy and before I knew it I was rocking a blue hospital gown, slippers and a hair net. nurses came in to do pre-op and then the anaesthitist and my re came in to chat to me quickly and go over final paperwork
Darling Husband had been with me up til this stage but had to leave so I could go into the theatre. This was about 10.15. The theatre was a busy place with at least three nurses, my re and the anaesthetist. The doctor who conducted the surgery is my re, and I love her. I think this makes a big difference. She held my hand as the doctor administered my general aneisthetic and it was so nice having someone there who cared about me. The general was so straight forward (in part because I had to use injectables to get pg so needles really ain’t no big thing to me). I seriously can’t even remember falling asleep or feeling woozy. I was just gone.
What felt like a second later I was waking up in recovery. A nurse was there straight away and pulled out my breathing tube. There was a clock across from me and this was 11am. Crazy that less than 45mins after my general I was awake. I felt a bit out of it but the nurse I had in recovery was so lovely. She said that she’d had a d&c and knew how horrible losing a baby was. Stuff like that helps, you know. Anyone she checked the pad and I’d had no bleeding post surgery. My doctor came in to chat to me and said that the operation had gone well, was basically textbook and hugged me and told me to take care of myself.
By 11.30 I was taking into the second stage of recovery. The nurse I’d spoken earlier had arranged for me to be given the only private room because ‘I’ve been there and I know that you and Darling Husband need some time on your own now’. So nice. Darling Husband was allowed to come in and the nurses made me raisin toast and gave me an apple juice, the first thing I’d eaten or drank since 7pm the night before. By about 12.15 I was feeling much better, with the aneisthetic almost worn off and just a few cramps. Prior to leaving I was told I had to go to the bathroom to pee. When I stood up for the first time there was a gush of blood and i did have to put on a pad. Post bathroom break I was allowed to get dressed and leave. The nurses from recovery came in to give me a hug and I thanked them for how nice they’d been.
I was home by 1pm. It’s now just after 8pm and I feel perfectly fine. No more bleeding, no more cramps, no need for any further pain medication, not even a sore throat from the breathing tube. Who knows how I’ll feel tomorrow, but today I’m ok. I’m so glad that I chose the d&c. I’m so glad that I can start to get some closure. Anyway the point of this epically long post was just to say to anyone who is in my situation 1) I’m so sorry m/c is the shittiest thing ever 2) some d&c’s are terrible, but not all are. I was so scared this week because everything I’d read online led me to believe I’d have a terrible, deeply traumatic experience. I don’t know, I just wanted to say it’s not always that way.