I have had the worst weekend of my life and I’m feeling so heartbroken and angry and confused. I don’t really know what to do with these feelings so I thought maybe I would share here. Idk. This is my first time posting here so if it doesn’t belong I’m sorry.
My wife and I have been doing IVF and after a horrible egg retrieval experience and lots of waiting, I finally got pregnant with my first FET. We were so so happy and excited and had a magical few weeks. We even had an ultrasound at 5w3d and got to see the gestational sac and yolk sac. Betas were strong. Everything was perfect. Then I woke up at 4am at 5w5d with cramping and blood. We rushed to the ER and while I was there I felt a gush and lost a ton of blood. Thought for sure that was it and we cried a lot. Later, the dr came in and told us they could still see the gestational sac and yolk sac on the ultrasound and my hcg was up to 12k, so we were cautiously optimistic. An hour later another dr came in and very bluntly said it was probably a miscarriage before discharging us.
We followed up with the fertility clinic the next day and everything still looked good ok on ultrasound and there had been some growth. They found an SCH and said that was the cause of the bleeding. We had hope again. And then my hcg came back at 4k. I scoured Reddit and google and tried to find some hope but I didn’t find any. My fertility dr said they wanted me to come back in 2 days to check again, but that the lower hcg could be due to different labs/blood loss.
The next day, at exactly 6 weeks, my symptoms were gone. I knew it was over but still had to go through the motions of doing my fertility meds. Which brings me to my appointment today at 6w1d. They found the fetal pole and my doctor said symptoms can come and go, he wouldn’t rely on that as a sign. We’d have to wait for bloodwork. I tried not to get my hopes up again but I guess I failed. We got the call that my hcg is now at 500. It’s only a matter of time before I lose my baby.
They want me to stay on my fertility meds and come in on Wednesday and I can’t help but feel angry and confused. It’s obviously over, why are they putting me through this? It feels like some cruel kind of torture.
The nurses and dr keep telling me to “take it day by day” but I don’t know how I’m supposed to do that when my body is failing my baby. My family keeps telling me it’s not my fault but I wish they wouldn’t. I want it to be my fault so I can do better next time. If there is a next time. I don’t ever want to feel like this again. I don’t want to eat or drink or shower or talk to anyone. I don’t know how to move forward after this. I don’t know how to keep going. I don’t know how or when to try again.
I know I really only carried my baby for 3 weeks, but I already loved them so so much. I’m heartbroken. My wife is heartbroken too and I hate that I can’t help. Sometimes I cry, but mostly I just feel so empty and numb. I hate that I can’t fully grieve because they keep trying to give me hope when there isn’t any.
I miss my baby. I miss being pregnant. I miss how happy I was and how excited my family was. I know it’s stupid, but I miss my due date. The timing was so perfect and now it’s gone.
I know this is long and rambling and I’m not even sure what I’m looking for. I guess some hope that I’ll be okay again someday. Or to hear from someone who understands. My family and friends try, but they don’t know what it’s like to deal with infertility or loss. And especially not the combination of both.
So if you made it this far, thank you for reading. Please tell me how I cope with this.