When I was 18, I was told that I had 'sticky fallopian tubes', and that getting pregnant would be very hard for me as the egg would always have trouble working it's way down the tube. They weren't wrong. I was married to someone else then, but things have changed since that day.
I'm now married to Chris. A wonderful husband, and a lovely man. He's kind, considerate, gentle , thoughtful and he makes me laugh every day. When I first met him, almost 10 years ago he said he didn't want children. Back then I didn't mind as I knew it would be hard for me anyway, but again, things have changed. We both want children very much.
Three years ago I got pregnant. I couldn't believe it, we were thrilled. Sadly our happiness turned to tears after just 5 days of knowing we might be parents. I had a miscarriage and lost what I thought was my only chance of getting pregnant without IVF.
A year later, it happened again, only this time I was in Las Vegas at the time, over New Year. I did everything I could to do it right. I was 6 weeks pregnant, and I spent New Years eve in Las Vegas not smoking or drinking and just taking it easy. I woke up the next day to bleeding and spent the day in Hospital. Doctors over there told me everything would be OK, and that bleeding is normal in early pregnancy. This is what happened last time I told them, along with 'I'm a high risk ectopic' - but they didn't seem to listen.
When I got home I went for a scan, we were both terrified, and nervous to see what the results would be. My hormone levels were rising, which we were told was a good sign, but the scan revealed that there was no baby in my womb. Within an hour I was in surgery having the pregnancy removed as they told me it was ectopic. I lost my right fallopian tube that day and along with it my hopes and dreams. It was hard enough to get pregnant for me, now with only one tube it would be twice as hard, or so I thought!
In September much to our surprise I was pregnant again. This time I didn't allow myself to be happy, the last experience had taken everything out of me and I didn't want to go through the emotional rollercoaster again, so upon reading the positive test I resigned myself to knowing that I was going to lose this baby.
Less than a week later I went to the doctors as I was trying to get an early scan. I knew I was high risk ectopic but for some reason the doctors in this country always seem to think they know best and don't always listen. I waited for more blood test results and pushed hard on the Friday night for the staff to get them to me ASAP as I needed to know if the HcG levels were rising. I had to push hard and eventually pursueded the nurse to let me come in and see the last doctor on duty.
He examined me and told me everything looks great, but I'll get you in for a scan at the hospital tomorrow morning at 10am. We arrived to find no-one there. Again I had to push to get a nurse to find someone who could do that scan, it seems they didn't usually do them on a weekend, but after explaning my situation they found somone from the GYN unit to come and deal with me.
Once again there was no baby, and within an hour I was in surgery having the ectopic pregnancy removed. I lost my other tube.
When I came around, the doctor told me that while I was waiting for my scan my tube had ruptured and that I'd lost over 3 pints of blood, so on top of losing both tubes, I could have died.
It saddens me to think that I no longer have tubes. IVF is now my only hope. We saved our money and have now got enough for our first round, which starts tomorrow.
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