Didn’t do much this morning. Traumatised cat again by putting his harness on and carrying him outside – he sat in my arms shivering for a while then eventually wanted to be put down, at which point he headed rapidly for the back door and inside again. The good news is he’s worked out where the back door is, the bad news is that outside is obviously very very scary. Tried to take him out again after lunch and he ran away from me again and hid in the the living room 🙁
Tim has done shopping and stuff and I managed to call the EPAU, to find that in this area you need GP referral and they don’t do scans before 12 weeks. I’m really not sure I can take another 5 weeks of this tbh, I know I’ve no bad symptoms atm, but I had no bad symptoms with the first miscarriage until it was pretty much a confirmed miscarriage, and with that one, like the two after it, it had all stopped at 5-6 weeks. Anyway, in a terribly grown up fashion I collapsed in tears after the phone call, and then after I’d pulled myself together and had some lunch, went for a quick lie down and didn’t wake up for 5 hours.
Don’t actually feel like I had an extra five hours sleep, and suspect I should still try to get to bed fairly early as tomorrow I’m going back to yorkshire to finish the house off. Think I’ll take my OU stuff with me, as I’ve already turned the internet off up there (didn’t really think that one through 🙁 ) so there won’t be a lot to do in the evening.
Need to get it sorted though so that we can move on.




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