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Ironies of life

Been drinking my green smoothies everyday, been writing in my gratitude journal everyday, been eating paleo every day (well almost), been doing sun salutations everyday, been meditating everyday, been reading everyday, been getting my shit together everyday and then I got struck by the worst flu while on holiday in Lombok.

I have never been this sick when I was still a cow’s milk guzzling, cheese chomping, sugar inhaling, grain celebrating fiend with poor impulse control. Now that’s irony of life.

Since we were in Lombok, obviously I packed light and was unable to keep myself warm against the intense cold chills that kept striking me. I mean, Lombok was so hot my husband suffered 2nd degree sunburn but there I was writhing and shivering in cold under a duvet. Yeap, fucking ironic.

After suffering for 2 days, which included 7 hours of uncomfortable waiting and shivering (2 in a cafe, 1 on the ride to airport and 4 at the airport) for our flight home (couldn’t kill time anywhere cause I was sick af), I was so glad to be home.

I made myself a glass of fizzy vitamin C, downed it, then a hot cup of lemon & ginger tea which I sipped contentedly. Everything is going to be fine tomorrow, I told myself. Then I went to bed with an equally relieved Liam….not, he was actually in proper beast mode made worse for me by my throbbing headache, aching body and constant chills but lets not get into that now.

The next morning, I woke up woozy and still sick but I had to wake up cause it’s an important day. It’s the day that I was to receive my first progesterone jab in preparation for my cervical stitch as deng deng deng, somebody’s 9 weeks pregnant! Happy days.

Then I went to wee, wiped and guess what’s on the toilet paper? Oh this is becoming such a common theme in my blog now; mucus, blood, plug, whatever.

Told the husband, he made a sad face. I felt like slapping him because he wasn’t helping me at all. In hindsight, it was too early in the morning and he was dealing with lots of sunburn related pain.

Anyway, I drove to the hospital in a sort of daze, all the while chanting in my head, “Baby you are fine, stay with mummy”. Saw my doctor, told him about the chills, fever, flu, and the pee incident earlier. He looked concerned and told me to get on with the ultrasound.

I saw the blob on the screen but doc kept digging into my belly in silence. I just knew. I spoke first, “No heartbeat?”

He sighed and said, “I’m sorry there’s no heartbeat, no blood supply”. Maybe cause I was sick so I couldn’t react much. I didn’t cry. He said the fetus died only very recently as it measured right on the chart so he suspected it could be due to my chills/flu but it’s also probably just chromosomal abnormalities.

Doc gave me my options (a) spontaneous abortion, basically letting nature takes its course (b) D&C, which stands for dilation and cutterage, a surgical procedure which increases chances of future preterm labour (which by the way I have already experienced TWICE despite never having the procedure done in my life – irony much? Hahahaha) and (c) medicinal approach but have to go to Singapore as drug isn’t available in Malaysia. I chose option (a).

Went to my car, finally grasping the reality of the situation and had a good cry. Steering wheel beating and all.

3 losses in a row. You’re really fucking with me aren’t you, Universe? And while I am painfully passing out blood clots that could have become my child, I am also dealing with this debilitating flu crap. You win, Universe.

And to top it off, I got a painful toe-curling foil cut (foil version of paper cut) while taking panadol soluble out of its box. I have no words. So, what’s next, huh? Septicaemia from my foil fucking cut? Well, come at me bruv.

# – You, Universe, have a special sense of humour.

This miscarriage does not hurt as much as losing the twins (bloody clots vs fully formed babies – easy maths) but even myself am surprised by how quickly I am with moving on. Instead of sadness & grief I am mostly annoyed. Annoyed by this flu that I can’t seem to be able to shake off, annoyed with not knowing when the bleeding’s going to stop, and annoyed with the uncertainty of whether I would get a complete and clean natural abortion cause I really don’t want to get a D&C.

I suppose my lack of self pity is because statistically it made sense for me to have an early miscarriage, afterall it’s my 3rd pregnancy.

# – From tommys.org

Well, better luck next round. In the meantime, I’m just going to spite the Universe by washing my hair with store-bought shampoo (yeap, I have been cleaning my hair with just water for the past 3 months). Ambik kau.

Ps: cute lil button finally came out with the placenta at 7.30am today complete with teeny fingers, toes, eyes and mouth. I googled pictures of miscarried 9 weekers and damn, you are so much cuter than all the pictures. I am sorry you couldn’t make it. Would have loved you so much. RIP bub.


10 Responses to Ironies of life

  1. Adeline March 19, 2017 at 11:38 am #

    So so sorry that you have to go through this again, Kim. You are very much in my thoughts and prayers. Rest well. Hugs.

  2. Gina C March 19, 2017 at 11:43 pm #

    Truly sorry to hear this news. *Hugs* I will keep you and your family in my prayers.

  3. Colin March 20, 2017 at 10:57 am #

    Bigs hugs Kim.

  4. Yvonne March 20, 2017 at 11:11 am #

    :( So sorry to hear about this, especially after reading about the twins earlier. I experienced a miscarriage myself at 6 weeks just 2 months ago, and it hit me like a ton of bricks (first pregnancy, mid 20’s, healthy). I am curious though, are you able to see the fetus at 9 weeks? I didn’t see anything, just lots of bleeding and blood clots. I had the injection to finish the miscarriage as my HCG wasn’t going down by itself naturally so we have to wait a full 3 months before we can try again. I wish you and myself luck and baby dust for the next time. Stay strong with your husband and Liam! My thoughts are with you, our babies are now looking down upon us. x

    • Kimberly Low March 20, 2017 at 12:56 pm #

      Hi Yvonne, my condolences for your loss. To answer your question, yes I was able to see the fetus. When I passed several large sized clots into the toilet I suspected they might be the main content as in the fetus + placenta. So i collected the clots, rinsed em and there it was. As for your situation, at 6 weeks gestation it still does not have distinguishable features to untrained eyes I believe that’s why you could only see clots. Take care!

  5. Bobby Ong March 20, 2017 at 12:27 pm #

    Stay strong

  6. unkaleong March 20, 2017 at 3:35 pm #

    *hugs*

  7. David March 21, 2017 at 10:02 pm #

    Kimberly, my sympathy and prayers are for you mourn the loss of another child. You might want to look at this site:
    http://www.webmd.com/baby/pregnancy-miscarriage#1

    A question regarding your recent flu. Is a flu vaccine available where you live? I have well controlled asthma and my doctor insist that I receive the flu vaccine every year. Rarely if ever had any side effects aside from my arm being sore for a day or two. I catch the occasional common cold but have not had a case of flu in more than 20 years.

    Hoping you can find a doctor(s) that can aid you in once again successfully conceiving a child from a loving relationship and your son will have a sibling!

  8. Anwar March 25, 2017 at 5:02 pm #

    We dream and plan, But HE has HIS on plan which for sure always better. be thankful for what u have and relax. Next one will be healthy and beautiful; Sorry .. but take care of your health.

  9. Wendy March 29, 2017 at 11:17 am #

    So heartbreaking to read what you have gone through again. but u are definitely one of the strongest woman i’ve seen. Despite all these ironies that life throw to you, u never back down but kept going. We may not comprehend the reason for all these, but I believe it happened for a bigger purpose. Kim, do take care and keeping you in my thoughts and prayers.

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