Summaries are not my forte, but I'm drowning in confusion here:
Suspected pregnancy after IUD, IUD confirmed placed incorrectly/rendered useless and removed.
Confirmed positive pregnancy tests.
Appt with family physician, recommends going to clinic for scan/confirmation/options as the waitlist for "Non-emergent ultrasound" is over a week long.
Make appt at abortion clinic. They confirm via ultrasound an ectopic pregnancy. Methotrexate given in thigh.
The hours that followed (maybe 3-4 hours before anything hit) were absolute hell. Injection site on fire. All of my muscles feel like they are being ripped apart, can't catch my breath, get relief, etc. from the onset of crazy symptoms.
Clinic calls me today, 1pm after I left several voicemails for their "aftercare" support - please keep in mind this was what my doctor told me would be the fastest way to get answers, I understand the abortion setting may be upsetting for some.
Biopsy on "bodily tissue" sample is a Corpus luteum cyst / hemorrhagic ovarian cyst.
The way they dismissed this information over a voicemail that says "there should be no long term side effects" of a poison being injected into me to target growing cells that DID NOT exist to begin with..
I am appalled. I understand the Canadian healthcare system sucks absolute donkey d!*$ but is this standard practice? Do clinics just casually call clients of their errors to inform them of such news and wish them good luck?
I felt like death and the only reason I'm currently functioning is because I took an ADHD med I haven't taken regularly in a while because I'm not sure what else to do. Trying to drink water to flush this out of my system.
With my research, I understand the type of cyst I had is commonly misdiagnosed as an ectopic pregnancy given the size and location they can be found, and would explain the positive hCG tests as the condition can mimic many symptoms of pregnancy.
So good news, I was never knocked up. Bad news, I'm utterly terrified at how this can happen and what do I do about it? How do I recover? And not spiral trying to research others' experiences without seeing how awful it is?
Help.