Definitely not pregnant. Possibly infected. I've been too upset the past few days, so I called the Birth Center this morning and spoke to the midwife on call. I told her that I was having anxiety over the fact that I was still bleeding, and that I didn't know how much longer I could take this. She said it was "unusual" for me to be bleeding six weeks after a D&C and asked a few questions. She said it was good that I had no clots or heavy bleeding, and asked if I had a fever. I told her I didn't think so, but I hadn't checked. It got me thinking, though, that I had noticed my face seemed hot from about Wednesday on. She eventually told me to call back on Monday to book an appointment to be seen, and we hung up.
I went to take my temperature. I had a fever of 99.7. About 20 minutes later, I'm outside and feel this "gush". Run inside, and I'm streaming out bright red blood (no clots). Call the midwife back, she says as long as the fever's under 100.5 and I don't fill a pad in an hour, I'm okay. That the fever's probably from the cysts in my leg, and that the bleeding is probably my period. I hang up feeling pretty good about stuff. A little crampy, but satisfied that we're finally moving forward.
Fast forward 3 hours, and the red blood and the cramps are gone. We're back to brown spotting. The fever is supposedly gone, although I think my thermometers are faulty. There's no way I'm 98.1. So no, Ms. Midwife, this is not a period, yes I am still spotting from a D&C that was SIX AND A HALF WEEKS AGO and that fever is probably related to my reproductive health, not my cysts.
I am staring down an empty barrel that used to contain patience, hope and trust. Now I just feel neglected, ignored and permanently broken.
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