This is how my story goes...
We have been extremely lucky and already have a beautiful 17 month old daughter. Greedy for more bubby love in the house, I fell pregnant in September last year and we were ecstatic. Unfortunately, at my 6 week scan the heartbeat was low and the size small and my doctor prepared me for the worst. From that moment and for the next 3 months I was poked, prodded, injected and conferenced with. However, we never lost hope and when we discovered the pregnancy had failed, we then grabbed on to the fact that it was okay and we would try again when the time was right.
We were in a particularly unusual situation whereby I was unable to go through a D&C as I had placental tissue embedded in my caesarean scar which could compromise my uterus. When my ob told me that if I was older and had already had my family a hysterectomy would have been immediate, this freaked me out completely. However, he is an excellent ob and informed me of everything and was doing some experimental stuff with methotrexate (chemo drug – not very nice) to try to ensure this didn’t happen. I just couldn’t believe that I could be the only person to have this happen, but as he tells me, it doesn’t happen a great deal, or if it does, the baby goes to term and then a hysterectomy has to be completed.
Well, it came to a head in December when my ob told me that the methotrexate had done all it could do and I was as ready as ever for surgery. I was so scared of what could happen but was so hopeful that things would be finally over and ready for us to try again. When I woke up from surgery I asked what they did and the nurse told me it didn’t go to plan. From that moment I knew what had happened. Apparently ob started doing the D&C and things were going well but my uterus wouldn’t contract and I started bleeding. Because of this I had to have an emergency hysterectomy and blood transfusion.
As anyone could imagine, this was an intensely traumatic and horrific experience, both physically and emotionally and it is still fairly raw. Of course though, having my daughter and husband around certainly helps one recover and realise that it is much better to be here on earth than fertile.
Hubby and I thought of surrogacy pretty much immediately but have wanted to give ourselves time to heal and make sure it was what we both wanted. Three months on we are passionate about moving into the surrogacy world to add to our family. If there is anyone out there who could help us we would love to hear from you…even if you have just have words of wisdom, understanding or knowledge.
Thankyou Bub Hub readers for letting me share my story and ask for help.