June 26, 2013. The day I most likely won’t forget. The day started about 4am for me. I had intense pain in my side. More painful than a kidney stone. I woke my husband up, and he took me to the emergency room. I told them some info about how I was feeling, and within ten minutes I was in a room getting blood drawn. The nurses had that “worried” look on their faces. I was in intense pain, because I didn’t want morphine. So I found out that when I’m in pain, I make jokes and have a sense of humor most people in a hospital don’t have. Within a few hours the results were back. I was pregnant, and I had an ectopic pregnancy. Finding out that I was pregnant and that the baby wouldn’t live was a shock. And then they did the ultrasound. I had internal bleeding. Next thing I knew, I was being transferred to another hospital in an ambulance. By 10am I was in surgery. I don’t remember much after that. I slept for 6 hours, found out that my mom would be flying in the next evening, and still in shock of all that happened. By 5pm the hospital released me, and I came home.
When I heard about my ectopic pregnancy, I thought it was something that was rare. But 20 out of 1,000 pregnancies are ectopic. Why aren’t woman told about this? Why is it so “secret”? There’s not much out there where other woman are talking about it. I only see articles from doctors or health sites.
Today the shock of the surgery finally wore off, and now the grieving for the child I’ll never hold until we meet in heaven. The Lord has been my comfort in this hard time. These verses have helped me this past week.
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. 2 Corinthians 1:3-4
Psalms 30:5 …Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning.
Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my Savior and my God. Psalms 42:11
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. Psalms 147:3
The Lord has taught me a lot, and is still teaching me. If you or a loved one has gone through something similar my heart and prayers go out to those who have been through something like this. It is hard, but remember the Lord loves you, and has his hand in your life.