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Not too long after I had recovered from the embarrassment of believing myself to be pregnant when in fact I was not, I really was pregnant! My GP confirmed it and I felt sure that this time, all would be well. I felt this time it was safe to tell a few people, and I had a few nice cards and reactions.

But.

Soon I started bleeding again. I managed to get an appointment with my GP after work that day. He told me to go home immediately and rest. I asked him not to state on the medical certificate that I was pregnant – working in a very small office, I wanted to preserve my privacy. My GP kindly made the certificate out as if I had chest problems – that must have been baffling to my boss, since I never have a cough!

I sat at home, feeling achy and sore, and the achiness and soreness was concentrated around my abdomen, for which the only remedy seemed to be to clutch a very hot water bottle as tightly as I could manage. I continued to bleed, feeling sorry for my self.

After a while, a little bit of tissue came out.

It did not occur to me until many months later, when I was looking at beautiful photographs of the development of the embryo, what that had been. Suddenly, I realised, and my hair stood on end. That had been the end of my pregnancy - 56 days by my calculations.

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