Thank you all for reading this and your kind words. I feel having shared my story has helped me immensely, I am not a private person by nature and I really needed an outlet for these horrible events.


Bun, I was not given anything to collect it with, I didn't even think of gloves, I am really upset the hospital didn't provide me with anything. I had to use zip lock bags I had at home. They did not ask me to come back unless the pad issue presented - Ikwym - how can you judge a pad when you can't get off the toilet? I took myself to a gp Mon night, first available, and he was useless. Told me from what I'd said it was over, felt my tummy, told me I was really fertile right then if I wanted to try again (I refrained from slapping him, just - after the horror story I had just told him he thought I'd be trying to conceive that night?????) and if I developed a fever to go back and they may get me an ultrasound to see if anything remains. Absolutely no preventative medicine there, wait till I get an infection and then maybe do something about it. My normal GP is back from a fortnights leave next week, I am hanging out to see him because he likes to try to help the mental healing by offering support. He is the only doctor I can trust anymore.