My day in Emergency (5w;4d)

Not a day I want to relive in a hurry.

After waking up around 8am this morning, and finding more bleeding, I asked DH to take me to the hospital, with the cramping still continuing.

After six hours in emergency (2.5 of those before I was even seen to), more blood tests etc, and continually spotting throughout the day, I was finally diagnosed with 'threatened abortion' (yay... how 'comforting') and sent on my way. My levels came back at 5480 so they have almost doubled since Thursday (3 days earlier) which was the first and only comforting sign that things are still 'happening' and the thought to which I am clinging all of my hope to.

The Dr that saw me was an absolute joke though. He kept asking me about me LMP (last menstrual period) to work out how far along I was. I kept telling him over and over that I didn't have a 28 day cycle, but I knew when I ovulated, hence my EDD (estimated due date) but he didn't seem to catch on to what I was talking about. Then he started saying he would give me painkillers for the cramping (WTF?? I'd rather double over in pain than put anything in my system, thanks...). Then he refused to give me an U/S (ultrasound) as he said we would not see anything on there until 8 weeks... (WHATEVER...) - by this time, I just wanted to get out of there and have DH take me home. This proved to me WHY I have private health insurance and am not going to have my baby in a public hospital... incompetent asshole. Anyway, if I need to go back, I will not be going back there, that's for sure (found out later, he's the emergency Dr that sees patients with ob/gyn issues... lord help anyone else in the same position).

So, all I can do really is sit this out and wait... nothing can be done, or prevented. So it's matter of praying and wishing and hoping that the difficult journey we've travelled to get here, will lead us to the destination we've dreamed of.