by Amanda Hutson

Created on: June 08, 2010

It was March 27th, 2006 – so long ago yet the details I remember make it feel like yesterday. The pain, both emotionally and physically, are still very fresh in my mind.

I had known for three weeks that I was pregnant, and as much as my brain was telling me that something was wrong, terribly wrong, I ignored it and listened to my heart. My heart told me to love and adore the child that was struggling to grow inside of me. Although at that point I had no idea that my child was struggling to grow, slowly running out of room, and slowly endangering my life as well.

Just three days after finding out I was pregnant, I began to bleed – well, not really bleed, more of just spotting. I went to the emergency room and had blood work and an ultrasound done. My hcg levels were only 91 at the time and nothing was shown on the ultrasound. They told me that it was either too early to see anything on the ultrasound, an early miscarriage, a false pregnancy, or an ectopic pregnancy. I had no idea what the last two were at the time.

I saw my doctor the next day and he wanted to continue monitoring my hormone levels. At this point I was still okay, I had faith that everything would be fine and my baby would be safe. I went home that afternoon and did research on ectopic pregnancies. I learned that the most common ectopic pregnancy occurred in the fallopian tubes. But after reading that you only had a 1% chance of having one, I wasn’t too concerned. What were they odds, right?

Over the next week or two my, hormone levels continued to rise, slowly, but I stayed positive because they were still going up. I had a doctor’s appointment scheduled on March 27th at 9:30 in the morning. I woke up early that morning, around 3:30, in more pain than I ever imagined possible. I got out of bed, trying not to wake my husband, and went into the bathroom.

I stayed there for 30 minutes until the pain began to ease up. For anyone who has never experienced this pain, I pray that you never have too. I’ve talked to several women who have had ectopic pregnancies and then also went on to give birth, and they all said that the pain from the ectopic was much worse.

I finally crawled back in bed a little after 4:00 and fell asleep a little while later. When I met with my doctor later that morning, he informed me that the blood work that I had done the previous Friday showed no significant rise in my hcg level. I thought I was having a miscarriage but do to the fact that nothing

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