So, last Thursday at work, I went to the bathroom and noticed a bit of brownish spotting on the toilet tissue when I wiped. Needless to say, I flipped out, even though I’m a nurse and know brown blood is old blood and is most likely nothing to worry about. I called the ob/gyn office and spoke to a nurse who confirmed there was likely nothing wrong. She explained to me that during pregnancy the uterus and cervix have a very rich blood supply and alot of different things can cause it to bleed, such as intercourse, infection, etc. We had intercourse the night before. My 1st appt was the following Tuesday, so I was advised to refrain from sex until my appt.
Things quieted down and there was no more spotting until yesterday afternoon, my 36th birthday. I think it was because I was trying to exercise in the pool and was working pretty hard at it. Again, the spotting is brownish, very little of it, and I’m not having any cramps or pain or anything. I am still nervous however, because I’m still having some spotting this morning and it’s turned faintly to pink. Again, it’s only a little bit, and there are no other weird symptoms, but still…..it’s nervewracking. My appointment isn’t until Tuesday. I’m considering calling 1st thing in the morning to see if they can fit me in tomorrow.
There’s a statistic out there that says something like 25% of all conceptions terminate in early miscarriage. That sounds staggering, but the thought behind this is that most people who miscarry don’t even realize they’ve been pregnant because it’s over so quickly. As harsh as it sounds, women miscarry for a reason. There are plenty of conceptions that result in damaged/defective embryos, and a woman’s body is designed to reject anything unhealthy. All that being said, I certainly don’t want to go through that, but knowing the medical aspect of it, I don’t think I’d be quite as devistated. Coz on the other hand, has had to endure two miscarriages. That’s why his children are adopted. My fear of disappointing and upsetting him is far greater than my concern for myself.
So, the trick for today is to try to keep myself from going crazy while I wait for tomorrow. I have no reason to believe there’s anything wrong, this is simply just a normal variation of a pregnancy. We actually told my parents last night at dinner (my 36th birthday!) and my mom told me she had spotting when she was pregnant for me. I do know plenty of people who have either spotted or bled their entire pregnancy. I was fortunate to not have any with Jesse, so this is new to me. It’s funny, it doesn’t matter how much medical knowledge I have, or how long I’ve been a nurse, or how many stories I’ve heard with positive outcomes. It’s not easy to keep a positive mind when it actually happens to me. We’ll see what the day brings. I can see lots of MASH episodes in my future today, and not much else. Ugh, the bathroom is upstairs; I hope Coz doesn’t want me to avoid the stairs and stay in the bedroom all day (although I would in a second if it’d make him feel better). I’ll keep this posted.
