Am having a terrible time here and just wanted some tea and sympathy.
Sunday night- grumbley stomach and slight constipation with fun morning sickness. Sunday night I went to the toilet for number two and had bright read blood when I wiped. Was fairly certain it wasn't coming from vagIna but couldn't tell when I looked in mirror.
DH chucks me in car and we go to hospital. They determine its prob just heameroids but wanted me to stay over night for observation.
So that's ok... Next morning same thing happens as I poop. But they are still scared its baby even tho it's coming from wrong place. So was rushed down for ultrasound. All was fine and there was a heartbeat!!
But they kept me in last night again even tho they have determined that it's not baby.
I hate hospitals and all the invasive procedures, plus I am missing out on work and important uni essays etc.
I am just stressed out and confused and angry and sad being in hospitals remind me of when I was sexually abused.
Just feeling so disconnected from baby and myself
Sorry to vent, no one here gets it