Thought I would keep a blog about what I’m going through… So here it is…
Four weeks ago, I started having cramps, and one day of light spotting. I think it’s my period, but the bleeding stops, and the cramps remain. Alarm bells go off when I think about how long ago my last period was, and the fact that I had sex a few weeks back and the condom broke. So pee’d on a stick and there it was, in two little pink lines confirming my worst fear. So now knowing I’m pregnant, there was bleeding and constant pain with cramps. I take myself to the hospital thinking that there could be something wrong.
7 hours later, I get to see a doctor. Blood tests were taken and an ultrasound was done. The baby is all good according to them, but then I find out that my blood type is O-, and the complications that occur in negative mums were explained. I couldn’t process all this info in one day, and the thought of being a single mum at 24 was never a dream of mine.
So I made an appointment at an abortion clinic for the following week and told the father, who was a friend of mine. He was more than happy to pay half with me, but later gave me all the money for it, which kinda made me feel bad. Almost like he was paying me to do this.
Whilst at the hospital, I was given an Anti-D shot, which helps protect future pregnancies in negative blood group mums carrying positive babies. However, seeing as I had already had been bleeding, there was a chance it was too late. If that blood was my baby’s from two weeks ago, my body would have already produced antibodies, which will attack any positive fetus I may later carry in life. But I still went through with the abortion…
The clinic took more blood, and called me a few days later, telling me that I had antibodies in my blood now and that I needed to get more blood tests done to see if I had ‘The’ antibodies, the ones that would make giving birth to a healthy normal baby 75% less likely.
So here I am today… Knowing that your first pregnancy would not be affected by the antibodies, knowing that I aborted it, knowing now that there is a very high chance I will have one miscarriage after the other. But not knowing for another 6 weeks whether I have the antibodies or not… Not until my body gets back to normal after this pregnancy will they be able to find out.
So, here’s hoping I don’t. But if I do, here’s hoping Mr. Right is in the 19% of Australians who have a negative blood type.
Having a abortion is hard enough to go through for any women, but knowing that that may have been your only chance to a healthy baby… I’m not letting it show to friends, but its killing me inside.
