Kerry has done brilliantly and we are so thankful to her as she has pushed herself beyond her limits by climbing Scafell Pike, in the Lake District standing at 978m high. She was joined by her best friend Rachael, who was her main supporter at the time of her ectopic experience, her eldest son and Rachel’s son and her step dad who led the way. Kerry is a passionate and talented cake artist and owner of The Berkshire Bakesmith. After suffering immense trauma and heartache Kerry decided she would like to raise funds and awareness as in her words ” because women just like me need them for support”. Please do read Kerry’s story about her ectopic and her experience climbing Scafell Pike.
In 2006, 6 weeks into my first pregnancy, I experienced bleeding and some cramping pains in my lower abdomen and thigh and was told by doctors that I was experiencing a miscarriage. I was absolutely devastated. The doctors monitored me and 7 days after the miscarriage began, they ran a pregnancy test to check my hormone levels. Three days later, the result came back and showed very strongly that I was still pregnant. I was very confused, I had started to process that I was miscarrying and had started to grieve. I wondered if maybe I was pregnant still and they had got it all wrong!
I did a Google search and the words “ectopic pregnancy” were written in the results. I’d never heard of this before but thought, this can’t be what’s happening to me, I had none of the warning symptoms, no shoulder tip pain, just mild discomfort really and obviously bleeding. Terrified, I called the doctor and he sent me to A&E. I was kept in for two nights for observations and various tests were run on me, there was nothing on the scans or in any of my blood results that indicated I was experiencing an ectopic pregnancy. I was sent home after the second night, with instructions to come back in the next day for monitoring.
The next day, I was still feeling relatively well physically but mentally I was completely tortured. I was scared, I was confused, I was grieving, but I was also living in hope that somehow this pregnancy was actually going to be okay. On this day, my consultant saved my life. He requested a scan and was present throughout. He stopped the scan at an area that had previously been unseen and immediately I could sense everyone around me panic. The pregnancy had ruptured through one of my Fallopian tubes and I was bleeding internally. I had been bleeding internally for 2 weeks by now.
Emergency surgery happened pretty much immediately and to be honest, it’s all a bit of a blur from here but I was so scared, my heart was beating through my chest and I cried, a lot. During the surgery, the ectopic pregnancy was removed, the ruptured Fallopian tube was removed and some damage had been done to one of my ovaries. I had lost a lot of blood and needed a blood transfusion.
I didn’t process any of this mentally at all for a long time, I concentrated on getting physically well. I was sadly offered no emotional support whatsoever by health professionals. My work at the time offered counselling and I had a few sessions which did help a bit. A lot of people stopped talking to me altogether because they didn’t know what to say, and in all honestly, I would have preferred them to say something, even the wrong thing, rather than to say nothing at all. I relied heavily on my friends for support and one evening, during a Google search, I discovered The Ectopic Pregnancy Trust. They had support forums and so much information, this was a massive lifeline for me and without them, without the other people in those forums, I honestly don’t know how I would have coped.
After this brush with death, losing a baby and almost losing my mental health, more miscarriages and trauma, I have been extremely blessed to have two beautiful and healthy little boys.
I’m one of the lucky ones. I don’t know how I did, but I survived and I’m determined every day to live my best life, raising my boys with my wonderful husband by my side. I’m raising money for The Ectopic Pregnancy Trust because women just like me need them for support. Health professionals need to know how this affects people, and that it’s not always a textbook case. I want to raise awareness of this horrific condition, it happens more than you expect because sadly, it’s still to this day a taboo subject and the only time it makes the news is when a mother dies as a result of it.
We completed our climb on Tuesday 28th May, it took us 6 hours to climb up and back down again. It was probably the most difficult physical challenge I’ve ever done, although I do love walking, I’ve never done hill walking before and this was so much harder than I anticipated! We all completed it, my 65 year old step dad, myself and Rachael and our two sons aged 11 and 12. We’re all rather pleased with ourselves, albeit suffering somewhat the day after from some very sore muscles! My local newspaper wants to do a story now the event has passed which will be great exposure for the charity.
Thank you so much to Kerry and her supportive team, I hope they had some lovely home baked cakes at the end!
Update since they have been back home Kerry contacted her local newspaper, The Wokinham Paper, who have just run a story on their climb up Scafell, further highlighting and raising awareness of ectopics, thank you so much Kerry.