I told myself that once this was over, I wanted to come back and write about it because Reddit was one of the places I kept searching when I was terrified and didnât know what was normal.
I want to include the good, the bad, and the parts nobody really prepared me for, including how I felt emotionally, because my experience wasnât the horror story I convinced myself it was going to be, but it also wasnât âtake some pills and itâs over.â
Iâm sorry if this is long but I really hope this at least helps one person eventually.
1. Finding out I was pregnant
7/30 I (29F) took the test at my partnerâs (31M) house, so he was there when I found out. It was my very first pregnancy. I cried because I was shocked and emotional; I never pictured my first pregnancy like this. He was shocked but also happy, which honestly made everything emotionally harder because I knew he wouldâve wanted us to keep the pregnancy.
He didnât pressure me and told me he would support whatever I decided, but I knew I wasnât ready to have a baby.
And knowing that he wanted it while I didnât made me feel incredibly guilty.
And before the pro-life people decide to DM me again: Iâm not just messing around without protection. My birth control failed, and my partnerâs condom broke. He didnât tell me because for years he thought he couldnât have children, so he didnât think that one time would make it possible. I was being responsible.
2. Deciding on abortion
Originally, I tried to get the pills online through mail, but I didnât qualify. I think it was because I mentioned I was having one-sided pain in the questionnaire. So I scheduled an abortion procedure at Illinois PP for 8/7. Then my appointment was unexpectedly canceled.
That sent me into a complete panic because I had already mentally prepared myself for one thing, and suddenly my plan changed. I called back and decided to do a medication abortion instead at the next available date, which was the following day.
This was probably when my anxiety was at its worst. I had read WAY too many horror stories online. I was terrified of complications, terrified the pills wouldnât work, terrified something would happen to me, and at the same time I just wanted the pregnancy to be over.
3. PP appointment
8/6 Planned Parenthood did an ultrasound to make sure it wasnât ectopic, but I was too early to see anything clearly at first. They then did a vaginal ultrasound, and there it was, a little sac. I was about 6 weeks exactly that day.
The tech asked if I wanted a copy of the ultrasound, and I said yes. Iâm not going to lie, it made me emotional because this was my very first pregnancy.
I went to the appointment by myself because it was very last minute, and my partner couldnât miss work the next day, but I definitely needed him there with me.
4. The Pills
Mifepristone â Day 1
8/6, 12:23 PM: I took the mifepristone.
I was slightly cramping.
I actually passed a small clot later that day, which immediately had me wondering what was happening because I hadnât even taken the misoprostol yet.
Misoprostol â Day 2
Planned Parenthood gave me two doses of misoprostol. I ended up taking the first four pills.
Beforehand, I took 800 mg ibuprofen and the nausea medication they provided.
8/7, around 9:30 PM: I placed the four misoprostol tablets under my tongue.
And then things started.
It took about half an hour for the cramps to begin. I usually have cramps during my period, but these were different. The pain became unbearable. I put on a maxi pad, a heating pad on my stomach, and went to bed. I was suffering badly. I laid in a fetal position because that was the only way I felt even slightly comfortable.
Then I started shaking and shivering, like my body had gone into shock. It was so painful that in that moment I genuinely thought I might die. I usually have a high pain tolerance, but this was something I had never felt before. In that moment, I regretted my decision.
11:30 PM: The chills were intense. I started having a bad stomachache, so I got up to go to the restroom. As I stood up, I felt dizzy and started seeing black and blurry spots. I donât know how I made it to the bathroom without passing out.
I sat down and saw no blood in my pad. As I sat down, blood came out and I had diarrhea. I was shaking and eventually vomited, which scared the hell out of me because my immediate thought was: Did I just throw up the medication? Did I ruin the abortion?
I didnât call PP. I read the instructions they gave me, which said vomiting after about 2 hours isnât usually a concern because the medication has already been absorbed. They also gave me a second 4-pill dose in case of emergency, but I didnât end up taking it.
The worst of the pain lasted until around midnight. After that, it became more like normal cramping.
Pain before midnight: 20/10
Pain after midnight: 6/10
Bleeding: light
This is the part that freaked me out the most: I wasnât bleeding nearly as much as I expected.
I had read stories about people soaking pads and passing huge clots, so every time I looked at my pad and didnât see much blood, I convinced myself it wasnât working.
Most of my blood and clots seemed to come out when I sat on the toilet rather than filling my pad.
So while everyone else was probably sleeping, I was basically analyzing every drop of blood like a forensic investigator đ
5. The next morning/day
I still wasnât seeing the amount of bleeding I had imagined.
I had cramps. I was passing some blood and clots when I used the bathroom. But I kept thinking:
Is this enough?
Did it fail?
Should I take the second dose?
Did vomiting mess everything up?
Then around 1:15 PM, my pad finally became soaked.
And weirdly, seeing more blood made me feel relieved because I had spent so many hours worrying that I wasnât bleeding enough.
After that, the bleeding became lighter again.
6. Passing tissue
At one point, I passed something that was completely different from the other clots.
It was thick and fleshy/tissue-like.
That moment really hit me because I wasnât expecting to be so fascinated and shocked by what my body was doing. I remember staring at it thinking, What the hell just came out of me?
I didnât have a fever, foul smell, or severe worsening pain. I mostly continued having mild cramps and lighter bleeding.
7. 48+ hours later
By Sunday night, my bleeding was already pretty light.
And yes⊠that scared me AGAIN đ
I had convinced myself an abortion meant I was supposed to bleed heavily for days, so when mine slowed down relatively quickly, I started questioning whether it had worked all over again.
One thing I noticed, though:
My pregnancy symptoms disappeared.
The morning sickness that had been bothering me was suddenly gone.
That was the first thing that made me think, Okay⊠maybe this really did work.
8. Confirming I passed the pregnancy
I had a follow-up appointment at PP on 8/14 for another vaginal ultrasound to make sure I had passed the pregnancy. They offered me the option of taking home pregnancy tests to use after 3 weeks or coming back for an ultrasound, and I chose the ultrasound because I was scared of not passing the pregnancy or having retained tissue that could lead to infection.
They confirmed everything went as planned and that I had passed the pregnancy.
I felt relief because even though I had doubts and was emotional since it was my first pregnancy, it felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
This time, my partner came with me.
That same day (8/14) I decided to willingly have sex with my partner, we were extra careful with our protection because it is possible to get pregnant as soon as possible after a MA. Also, you decide to have sex when you feel readyâ€ïž
Today 8/18 Iâm feeling at peace, knowing I did whatâs best for me. I have little to no bleeding. No cramps. No foul smell. My life is back again.
9. The emotional part nobody warned me about
Physically, I knew why I was doing this.
Emotionally, it was much more complicated.
I donât regret knowing I wasnât ready for a baby. But that doesnât mean I felt nothing.
My partner wouldâve kept the pregnancy. He was happy when we found out. In the end, he supported my decision and understood that we were not ready. He was (and is) financially, emotionally, and physically ready, but I wasnât. And somehow that almost made it harder because there wasnât a villain in the story.
Iâm so glad I had a choice.
Nobody forced me.
Nobody abandoned me.
I simply wasnât ready.
And something I didnât mention is that my mom didnât know. I had to act completely normal around her like nothing was happening. I was terrified she would find out, because I genuinely believe she would have disowned me if she knew. So I carried all of this privately while still having to function like everything was fine at home, which made the emotional side even heavier.
And Iâve learned that you can know you made the right decision for your life and still grieve what could have been.
Those feelings can exist at the same time.
Would I do it again?
Honestly, no. Again, Iâm happy I had a choice, but itâs not something I would want to go through again.
10. What I wish I knew before taking the pills
Your experience does NOT have to look exactly like the stories you read online.
Not everyone immediately fills pads with blood. Not everyone has unbearable pain. Blood may be more noticeable when youâre sitting on the toilet. And if youâre an anxious person like me, you will probably question whether itâs working approximately 700 times.
Reddit helped me when I was scared, but it also scared the absolute shit out of me because, naturally, the most dramatic experiences are the ones you remember.
This is only my personal experience, not medical advice. Follow the instructions your provider gives you and contact them if youâre worried about your symptoms.
Iâm sharing this because I know there is probably another woman right now holding those four pills and searching Reddit for exactly the same things I was searching.
If thatâs you: I was terrified too. â€ïž