||[May. 17th, 2005|02:18 pm]
The Teen Miscarriage Community
I found out in January via the first responce pregnancy test that I was indeed pregnant. In early Febuary I got a blood test done at the hospital just to be 100% sure before I told my family. Everything was going well. I was eating healthy. My family was supportive and everything between me and the father was good. I was started on Pre Natal vitamins and was given an appointment for March 23 because I would then be just out of my first trimester. |
Of course I was scared at first. But my mom and I figured everything out. We found a school I could go to so my child could recieve free daycare, ect. We found out how to get medical insurance for my baby. EVERYTHING.
FINALLY March 23 rolls around and what I thought would be the best day of my life turned out to be the worst. I got an ultra sound done. But no good picture. My baby looked small. So we were sent to get a stronger ultra sound done. Two hours later I was diagnosed with fetal demise. My doctor decided that since my body hadn't reacted yet and my baby was probably dead for two weeks already I should have a D & C surgery to prevent further complications. I did this and now in May about a month after my surgery I'm still trying to cope and figure out "What now".
I'm supposed to be 20 weeks and 2 days pregnant today. And it just seems like the worlds most horrible injustice that I am not.
I thought I'd share my story to start it all off.