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Hi there - so sorry for your loss. I have been through something similar. I had stomach aches and cramps for a week. (I was also in an abusive relationship) I put it down to stress as I had been planning my escape after a decade of his madness. By the 6th day I was in agony. He wouldn't take me to the hospital until I begged him to and threatened to call an ambo myself. He dropped me off at emergency. I had no idea that I was pregnant. I leaned against a pole in the emergency ward for an hour or so then passed out and collapsed. I had bled out nearly 7 litres internally. I woke up the next day in the renal unit. At mid morning a doctor came and told me what had happened - I lost a baby, my left fallopian tube, my left ovary and a large piece of my cervix, and the end of my right tube was 'badly damaged'. I'd had a salpengectomy. (Don't know how to spell it. sounds like that tho - it's like half a hysterectomy) He then told me I'd never have children. I was heartbroken. To make matters worse - the idiot I called my boyfriend at the time wasn't even there when I woke up. He dropped me off at emergency and went home. Waited for me to call him. My parents had been called (due to the bleeding etc the docs wanted them to 'come say goodbye'). My whole family drove over 300kms to come see me. They were all there when I woke up. He wasn't. I told my dad the last decade with him was over. I wasn't going to tolerate the abuse anymore and this was my big signal to get out before it's too late.
I didn't fall into depression - I just kinda 'left my body' for a few weeks. Everything was on autopilot. I just didn't/couldn't think. With moving into my own place for the first time and trying to work and save for household items etc I didn't let myself grieve. 3 months after all of this happened I started 'seeing' one of my former friends. Everything was going great until one morning I couldn't stop throwing up. He went to work - I went to the pharmacy. got the test home and did it - I was pregnant! Not planned, all natural, totally unexpected and after just coming to terms with being told I would be childless unless I adopt. 9 months later - quick as a flash, non-complicated delivery - I was holding a beautiful baby girl. I called her Grace - she is my blessing.
The universe works in strange ways - I don't believe in a god per say; but I do strongly believe that everything does happen for a specific reason. My first baby came but left me too soon, before she was even born. But she taught me just how precious life is and that every second of it should be cherished. I wasn't cherishing life - my lil angel showed me this and gave me the strength to leave. She lead me to my new life with a great man and now we have a gorgeous girl whose about to turn 2. Miracles can and do happen - don't give up
*GBH* and sorry for the novel. But I just wanted to share with you 'cos it seems u'r a bit lost and alone in this at the moment
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