Well, I suppose like in any miscarraige, the feelings are similar to a ride on a county fair roller coaster... Emotionally, speaking. Just when you've gotten used to the idea that you're pregnant and you've told all your friends and everybody's telling you how you're glowing and radiant... One day you begin to bleed. And you go to the emergency room and they give you a vaginal ultra sound and they say, something's not right here... You're not going to have this baby.
Va-rooooom screeeeech whiplash---
but the ride's not over yet. After any miscarraige, it's normal to do a d &c which is a lot like an abortion but not as intense. My spanish doctor referred to it as a 'tiny vaccuum cleaner for the womb'. For this procedure, they have to put you to sleep and insert pills inside you that hurt like the devil. It's a whole day in the hospital.
Sssssssshhhhhrrrrrrrrooooooooooomm whiplash, ouch---
but with a molar pregnancy, the fun doesn't stop there... No, no, no.... This sort of miscarraige requires constant vigilance of hcg hormones to make sure they go down. Placenta cells sometimes have a sneaky way of multiplying like cancer. Blood tests weekly...
Ca-boom, ca-boom, brrrrrrrrrr....
If your hcg count goes down to zero as the weeks go by, great... You're in the clear. But if it doesn't-- ooooh no, then comes chemotherapy.
Click-click-click-click-clikc-clikc--
that's as far as i've gotten so far on my molar pregnancy roller coaster ride. We will see how much longer it takes for my body to stop thinking it's pregnant. When I think back to when I was pregnant, back in february and a little bit of march, I do remember having cramps and a bloated feeling in my womb. I thought it was my uterus stretching. Apart from that, I felt wonderful. Absolutely radiant.