It Doesn’t Always Take a Crystal Ball: My Explainable Miscarriages
When I miscarried my first two pregnancies I was told that most early trimester miscarriages are “unexplained”. It never sat well with me in the first place and when I really became a citizen-researcher eventually my beliefs were validated.
My miscarriages would have been explained if my doctors had bothered to spend even a moment to go over my health history and symptoms. In fact, if my health history had been taken into account it wouldn’t have taken a crystal ball to figure out that I was going to miscarry in the first place! My medical history pointed to:
- some serious estrogen dominance symptoms
- hypothyroid symptoms
- trouble conceiving
Here were the glaring red flags:
- risk of miscarriage doubles for women who need more than a year to conceive
- hypothyroidism causes infertility and miscarriage
- progesterone deficiency causes miscarriages
Does it seem obvious to you? It sure sends some red flags up for me. If I had been an engaged patient before I started trying to conceive there is no doubt in my mind that I would have had a different outcome. Of course how would I truly know since neither my thyroid nor my estradiol/progesterone levels were tested at the time. (Progesterone suppositories worked and I have three kids as “evidence”! As well, later hormone tests revealed I had almost no progesterone but really tests should have been done at the time. That being said I had all the signs of progesterone deficiency/estrogen dominance and they weren’t picked up on.)
The perfect example of why being an engaged patient is crucial to your health:
To my doctors those miscarriages were “spontaneous abortions” (the medical term for miscarriage that feels like a punch in the stomach when you spot it written on your chart).
To me, those were my beautiful little babies that I never got to meet or hold or nurse or cherish or snuggle or laugh with or hear them call me Mama.
It’s not that my doctors didn’t care – they just didn’t care as much as I did.
No one will care about your health as much as you do.
Read my article My Baby Taught Me My ABCs about how I advocated for myself and had my beautiful baby girl.