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My husband was actually the one who directed me to this forum. He found this forum after we started the medication and told me about it. So here's my story...
Husband and I had been "unofficially" deciding to start trying. We both figured that since I had been on the pill for so long and since it was the 3-month-at-a-time kind that it would take at least a couple of cycles for us to get to where we would be able to really try. NOT. We got pregnant on our first try, which was about two months after going off of the pill. So of course when I was two weeks late for my expected period, we both thought that it was at least a definite possibility. However, the week that it would really make the most sense to test (because of the recommended time to wait), hubby was on a trip out-of-state. He requested that I wait for him, but it was really hard to do. While he was gone, I got a little bit of spotting and what felt like really mild period cramps, so I warned him that my period might still be coming, just late because it wasn't as regular as we thought it was. So he came home late on Friday night. We took the test right when he got home. So we were pregnant after all. Of course, we told our families the next day (we knew that we shouldn't but we tell our families everything). The bad part of that is that later that afternoon, while at my parents' house, I started to bleed. Then I pa__sed a clot of blood. We both "knew" that I had miscarried righ then and there.
So we went to the doctor's office the next Monday (two days later) and were told that we hadn't had a miscarriage, but the sac looked like it might be a week behind or so. Our doctor told us that it was a 50/50 chance at this point. To shorten this long story a tiny bit, three weeks later, we finally confirmed via ultrasound that the sac was not showing a fetal pole and in fact was starting to shrink in size. We had been told "yes" and "no" several times in between, which was harder than a "no" on that first day. The sac just wasn't developing the way that it should, but did advance a little after the first ultrasound.
So we discussed taking Cytotec, which I chose since my body was already taking its sweet time with the actual miscarriage and I wanted to make the d&c a last choice for my own health reasons (it's always a personal choice, though).
So when it came time to take the pills, we did it on a Saturday (May 1). I took two pills v____ally, with husband's wonderfully strong and supportive a__sistance. He's been amazing through this. I couldn't have put the pills in myself because I was so sad and traumatized by what I was emotionally preparing myself for. About two to four hours later, I had some cramping and some spotting. Then about four more hours, the bleeding got pretty heavy. I was told by my doctor that it should be like a heavy period at times with clots of blood and of course the pregnancy sac. She also told me that it would not be like a period in the sense of the flow. Not always flowing, then slowing down, then stopping. Sometimes it would be heavy, then light, then heavy, etc.
Since I didn't have a ton of clots, only one the next day, I decided that by the next Tuesday (three days later) that I should ask her if we should do another dosage, since I saw on here that many people did and found it to work out. She agreed that it was the best way to do things and we proceeded to take them that night. Again, within a couple of hours, the cramping (heavy period cramping) started. This time, however, my lower back really got into it. It was very uncomfortable, but it didn't last too long. It was definitely a "good" feeling because I knew that it was working and doing what it was supposed to do - encouraging contractions so that my body could expel the tissue. I had some pain/discomfort/pressure that spread into my hip bones, too. But again, it didn't last too long (a couple of hours) and I had some Rx strength ibuprofen to relieve some discomfort. I took only one because I just wanted to get through it and didn't really care if it hurt or not.
About four hours after taking the second dose, I bled pretty heavily, and about ten hours after taking it, clots pa__sed. A lot of them. Don't let it scare you, but there's a lot of tissue in that lining!
So I had a lot of clots for several days afterwards, but then had light bleeding for several days. Then I had a few heavy bleeding and clotting days again (this time the clots got smaller, though) and lighter days. Now I'm at four weeks since I took the first dose, almost four weeks since the second dose and I'm still bleeding a bit. Oca__sionally I do get small clots, but they still remind me that my body is simply getting ready to go back to normal.
My doctor has been having me go back in for hcg levels every week (the hormone that the body produces for the placenta is called human chorionic gonadotropin, or hcg). The first week that we went in after thinking that we had miscarried, my levels were at 25,000. The first time that I went in after taking the cytotec (about nine days later), they were at 6,700. Today, they're at 192. The goal is to get them below 5, so I'm feeling really good about it. My doctor informed me that once the body reads that there is no longer a miscarriage happening (the hcg levels are at or below 5), then the bleeding should stop and your body should begin to go back to its "normal" routine. Since I'm still bleeding (light and heavy, different every few days), I figure that it might still take me a little longer than other people. But I'm feeling really good about things because I know that the medication worked and that we can soon get back to just being us and not worrying about this stuff!
And I don't know about you all, but it gets hard feeling like a big walking uterus all the time. Havine a miscarriage is really hard, emotionally and physically. But it's also hard when your body is going in the "wrong" direction and you don't feel like yourself physically. You know that you need to always keep track of what it's doing so that you can hurry up and put it on the right course again. It feels like a long road sometimes, just to get out of it, but the signs that tell you you're heading in the right direction feel like mini-rewards and reminders that you get yourself back again soon.
Hang in there and know that you're not alone! There are a lot of us out there, all with different experiences and stories. Just be patient with yourself and treat yourself well. And ask the same of the others who share your life with you. Hugs!
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