wasn't expecting that....
Sorry i haven't updated but a lot has happened.
Remember the cramps i was having? Well i woke up on Friday and they were still bad so i made an emergency appointment with the doctor. Went in to see him, he examined my tummy, then told me i needed to pregnancy test sharpish - to rule out the chance of an ectopic pregnancy. So, i got mum to get me a test, we went home and i took the test. I honestly didn't think much of it, i don't see how i could have been pregnant. But, to my horror, the test came out positive. Yup. I was pregnant. I burst into tears, mainly in shock. Mum was so supportive. The doctor told me to ring him back with the results. Mum rang him and he said i had to get to hospital as soon as possible for surgery.
I rang my agent while mum packed me an overnight bag, and told her what was happening, as the Doctors role has gone out the window - no way i'll be well enough to film that.
Mum took me up to the hospital, and i went straight to S.A.U. Luckily, mum knew what she was doing and how to calm me. She lost 5 babies before she had me, and her first pregnancy, when she was 22, was Ectopic. So she knew exactly what i was going through.
Most of it is a blur, mainly because it all happened so fast and i was (and still am) in shock. But i will re-tell it as best i can.
For those who don't know, an Ectopic pregnancy is basically where the sperm and fertilized egg are outside the uterus, and more often than not, inside one of the fallopian tubes, as was the case with me. The baby, well, the embryo, was dead already. If it had ruptured the fallopian tube (if i had left it much longer) i would have died.
So, i was in SAU for about 5 hours, they took a blood test and gave me some pain killers. All i could think about was having a cigarette lol especially with all the shock but i didn't have one until about half an hour ago when i got home today..
They examined me, which was probably one of the worst experiences in my entire life - i've had a smear test before, so i knew what was coming, but i was so tense and uptight, that they had problems getting the plastic speculum out, and there was a lot of blood.
They decided i needed to have a scan, but, being a Friday night, the scanning department was closed and they said they wouldn't be able to do the scan (and therefore delaying surgery) until Monday. Mum offered to pay for the scan and surgery privately, so the on-call private surgeon saw me at around 7.30pm, and did the scan. I had met her before for my Gyne appointments, and luckily knew how abrupt she can be - so i didn't take it personally. She put the jelly stuff on my tummy and started the scan - i couldn't believe this was happening - that a few hours ago i thought i had bad period pain and now here i was having a scan. She couldn't see anything in the Uterus, so it definately wasn't a normal pregnancy. She then had to use what can only be described as a large cucumber shaped object to scan me from inside. There she saw that there was not only an ectopic pregnancy in my left fallopian tube, but also a blood clot there. She said it seemed there was going to be no way they could save my fallopian tube and that it would have to removed too. I burst into tears again - this was all to much to take in. I was lost, i didn't know what was going on anymore.
The surgeon told the SHO that i needed to go to theatre as soon as possible. I went back to SAU while i waited to go to theatre. They were fighting over the spot in theatre with someone who needed their appendix removed but eventually we won the place as my issue seemed to be more of an emergency. The surgeon who did the scan was doing the operation herself.
They took me down to theatre, and after the questions i'd been asked every five minutes, my date of birth, what i'm allergic to etc, they told my mum to leave. As mum walked off i saw her burst into tears, they asked if i wanted to talk to her, but i told them to keep going when i saw the surgeon hug her (my mum knows her). Obviously, mum had been so strong and calm for me, she hadn't been able to let it out herself - she needed that time.
In theatre, they put the heart monitors on me, and put in two canulars, and gave me some oxygen. Then they gave me the anasthetic through my left canular and one of the surgeons pressed on my neck to keep my airway open and i was out for the count.
They explained the procedure to me before, but of course i don't remember everything they said. I know i had keyhole surgery, so no cuts as such. Just a small camera inserted under the belly button and two more pin prick sized marks near each hip, and a very small cut about two inches long along the top of my bikini line. Apparently, my legs had to be taped right back, so i was told i would (and i did) experience some shoulder pain.
I woke up in recovery and it was horrible. I knew where i was and everything, but i was shivering uncontroably which was normal, and i had to keep using the oxygen because i'm a smoker. My mouth was so dry (again normal), but i couldn't drink liquids as such, so one of the surgeons had to use a sponge with water on it, to quench my thirst. I managed to make jokes as i was coming around lol and they let mum in so i calmed down a bit. One of the surgeons was an Irishman, and, having an obsession with any time of irish accent, that was calming in itself.
I was then wheeled onto the ward, and my friend Natasha*'s mum was the sister in charge, so it was good to know someone there, especially as this was my first time in hospital. Mum stayed with me while they gave me more pain killers and i fell asleep (as the anasthetic was still acting as a sedative). I woke up about 3.30AM in a lot of pain, apparently the anasthetic had sent my bladder to sleep as it where - you could actually see it protruding out of my stomach because it was full but i couldn't go the loo. So they had to put a cathatar in (horrible, horrible things). I didn't really sleep after that. Got some more pain killers at 6AM.
Thanks to mum working at the hospital, she was able to ignore visiting times and stay with me all day, which was great. I did a bit of walking but was promptly sick. Was horrendus. Its just a blur of pain, sleep and sickness. I spoke to Rich who is away in Scotland atm. I told him what had happened, i think it's knocked him for six (they told me the "baby" was 5 weeks old exactly so definately Rich's.) Maybe now he will take it more seriously.
Anyway i'm feeling a bit weak so i will continue with what happened later x