I booked into Marie Stopes instantly and got a consultation/treatment at the Leeds centre
Don't want to bore you with the full story of my reasons for abortion but I found out I was pregnant 2 weeks after a condom split. I booked into Marie Stopes instantly and got a consultation/treatment for 10 days time at the Leeds centre.
The waiting is the worst bit. I constantly googled every scenario, every horror story made my anxiety go through the roof. I changed my mind about what I wanted and it went from local to general then chose sedation in the end as I didn't want to be totally out of it just a little and I wanted to come round quite quickly.
I dropped my 2-year-old off at her auntie's and my husband drove me to the clinic where he came in with me. The receptionist took us to a very very small waiting room where they was another couple who didnt speak English, it seems she was getting aggressive with staff cause she was waiting around too long. I got the impression she had somewhere else to be not cause she was scared.
We were 30 minutes early so at 11:10, 40 minutes after waiting, I got called into a very small consultation room.
The nurse took medical notes from me, height weight etc and did an internal scan and dated me 6 weeks.
Even though I know I was 4 weeks they have to go by the last menstrual period. She seemed almost robotic like she had said the same thing a million times over, it was as though she was reading it from a book but in her head, a very strange robotic woman with no concern for me.
She discussed what was going to happen then told me to say bye to my husband and wait in another waiting room. I said bye and my husband went off for lunch. I sat in a bigger waiting room but this was empty and the radio was really loud giving me a headache.
Outside the waiting room it was like a ghost town then I heard a nurse shouting at the lady who could not speak English telling her to remover her trousers, she asked her 5 times and was getting quite annoyed with her from what I remember.
After 40 min I got called by the same nurse who told to take the bottom half off and leave in a bucket with my knicker at the top, with a pad in it and wrap a sheet round me.
The nurse came in and took me to the operating room and told me to sign a consent form and I met the lady surgeon who was from another country too. She seemed nicer than a man who was from Pakistan, with a strong accent, he was the anaesthetist.
The nurse sat me on the bed and put my legs in stirrups, she seemed robotic too, very strange.
The anaesthetist tried to get a vein in my hand but missed and I remember the surgeon saying sorry one more bee sting, that didn't hurt much. Then the man asked if I was alergic to anaesthetic and I remember thinking I hope they aren't giving me a general as I asked for sedation.
Then he injected me instantly and said you're going to feel drunk and I remember putting my hand over my eyes and the next thing I was getting walked by the nurse to a seat. I felt drunk and had cramps in my back, bad cramps but not intense. I kept pulling my legs up and I briefly remember the nurse saying stop flashing your knicker to everyone cover yourself up.
I kept my eyes closed still with my hand over my eyes, I kept opening and shutting them, had a small cry, I still felt drunk. After 20 minutes I took a drink of water and a different nurse brought me a cup of tea and I lay their still feeling woosy drinking it, the nurse told me to have a buscuit.
I looked around and the lady who didn't speak English was at the side of me looking normal. Opposite me was a woman who was chatting about her job to the nurse - she was a property developer and look quite posh. The nurses were asking how far away her husband was.
After 3 biscuits, 2 teas and a cup of water I felt normal again and the back cramps felt at ease. 2 other women who had generals came in and were totally totally out of it and I felt relieved I had sedation instead of general, one girl was nearly sick and I have a sick phobia so quite glad I didn't feel sick.
The other girl was chatting so much rubbish the nurses just kept humouring her. The nurse gave me a pain killer and told me to go get dressed. Then as soon as I sat back down she told me to go over and sit at her desk.
She gave me 2 antibiotics and some mini pill and told about the 4 antibiotics I had to take that night. This got me worried as antibiotics give me an upset stomach, never mind 4 at once. I asked if I could take them separately but she said bluntly, with an attitude, NO they won't work.
Then she asked where was my husband, tell him to come and get me. I didn't feel ready to go home. I wanted to sit and drink another cup of tea. I felt rushed, really rushed, it was only 30 minutes after my op.
She told me to go wait in reception. I felt totally rushed and felt like it was just a big conveyor belt with robotic staff and very rushed afterwards. Although I liked the rush beforehand, as I wanted it over with, but not to be rushed after when I needed to sit for a bit.
I was dreading the antibiotics and took them 2 hours after my tea at 8 then got into bed. Then about 10, I got hunger pangs so had a biscuit and fell asleep till morning, which is now.
Had a little bit of the runs probably due to antibiotics but woke up feeling relieved. Had mild cramps in my back but have not had to take any pain relief yet. I had mild blood loss, slightly brown colour. I was told the bleeding could come up to 5 days after but also may have none.
With me being so early on I expect no blood. I'm scared about having an infection as going on holiday in 3 weeks. But I'm sure that because of the antibiotics I won't.
All in all, the waiting and worrying and searching the internet is the worst bit. The procedure under sedation went as well as it could do.
This story was sent in on 10/05/2015