#19 Ends & beginnings

I've started & deleted this post about 5 times now. I keep writing words but none of it seems to make sense or it just hurts to much to think about. I've also had to edit the finished product quite heavily because of personal nature, it got a bit too personal & a lot of it is still quite raw

15/11/2012
Started again

It feels so much better being back at home, I think I might have completely lost the plot if we'd have spent any more time in that hospital, It's just got too many bad memories attached to it & it's far from aestetically pleasing to look at
Apparently there was some complications in surgery, I'm glad I didn't know this at the time or the seemingly eternal wait for Libby to come back from theatre would have been a hell of a lot more agonising than it already was. The offending fallopian tube had become bound to part of the bowel, so it had to be separated gently for it was completely removed.
The wait was strange, I had to go to the Accident & Emergency dept to get my elbow checked & ended up in tears in front of the doctor, Luckily she was really understanding & was really comforting, having just started her forth IVF cycle, she knew pretty much what I was feeling (Or so she said, maybe she just said that to help calm me down) I spent some of it once again in the chapel, but left before the chaplain offered his unwanted godly views (No offense to any religious readers out there) The rest of the time I just sat in the window of cubicle staring out over a courtyard, where people go out to smoke, including expectant mothers, & that there is the ultimate kick in the teeth. Why should these people be allowed to have kids when people like us try our hardest & seemingly never get anywhere. More annoyingly, the hospital don't seem to do anything about it, even though they claim to have a no smoking anywhere on hospital grounds policy.

16/11/2012

This is horrible, I didn't think it was possible to feel so sad & drained of life. I keep trying to put a brave face on things, mainly for the sake of the people I deliver to, but then I feel guilty for smiling. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME??? Normally self pitying people wind me up, but here I am contradicting myself.
I'm so glad I have band practice tonight, just for a few hours distraction & take my frustrations out on my drums, Probably not a wise decision with my elbow in the condition it's in, but needs must when the devil drives

18/11/2012

Why do people feel the need, to tell you how you should feel? when they don't really know anything about me, I'm sick & tired of people telling me I need to stay strong & supportive for Libby. I may be a typical bloke to a degree, but I'm not afraid to admit to having emotions & feelings. I can't pretend not to be absolutely devastated by the event of this last week, the last thing I need is being made to feel even worse than I already do, because I can't by the rock I should be for my wife. We're there for each other & that's what counts.


22/11/2012

Today is the first day i've felt anything like human again. I've not cried for a few days, I just wish I could say the same for Libby, she hasn't got the same distractions from reality as me, When I get in from work or band practice, I can see straight away she's struggling & it hurts to see it. I think she'll actually be glad to get back to work.

26/11/2012
One last addition before I finally get round to posting this.
It seems the dust has settled & the normality we've been craving is finally starting to show it's face, I know we still have a long way to go, there's still going to be emotional days, but they seem to be interspersed with good days, We've managed to get out & about to see friends & family for food & drink, & that in itself has been really healing.
As horrible this experience as been, I'm so thankful for the few positives to come out of it.
I've come to realise that the 6 week scan that took our dream away, saved my wife's life, If this had been a regular pregnancy where upon the scan wouldn't have been done until 12 week'. The embryo growing in the tube could have taken her life. She wasn't feeling the pains from ectopic pregnant because she's used to the cramps & sharp pains in her lady bits, because she's had endometriosis for so long, the pain was 'normal' to her. Also, now that the tube has been removed there is no chance of another etcopic pregnancy  because the other tube is blocked & that's one less thing to go wrong.

Libby is back at Rotherham General Hospital for yet another blood test, because the beta HCG (pregnancy hormone) levels hadn't dropped quite enough, so hopefully the test tomorrow will be good news.

Both of us will hopefully making a trip back to the hospital to make an entry (our second) in the memory book. This is a book where all the would-have-been parents get to leave a little message or poem for their lost little angels. I dreading this to be honest, it was quite painful last time, but i'm so glad to have do it

We're still none the wiser as to what happens next, whether we will start a second live cycle or if the clinic will try to use our frozen embryo's. & we have no idea when we will be able to start again. If anyone can fill in the blanks, it'd be much appreciated