Sorry, perceval, nothing personal but that was the sound of me responding to the idea that I'd be able to wait until 9 weeks for a scan. Fortunately the nice nurse and, I think, NHS guidelines for RPL (or at least the clinic's best practice) agree with me and I'm booked in for next Friday morning. Mr. Spouse can thankfully take the morning off to come in with me and I asked about bringing an overnight bag in case of surgery and she said, somewhat mysteriously, "we'll come to some arrangement". Since it's an hour and a half away, I think I'll take a bag just in case, as if they are sure it's ended at that point (it will be 6 weeks) I'd rather have an ERPC there than have it at the hospital here a few days later, where I wouldn't be sure they'd collect any tissue properly.
No other news, the nurse said to give her a call if I start bleeding, but still nothing, though knicker-watch of course continues unabated, and I am intermittently scared by cramps, though they are small. I actually feel a little nauseous already when I’m hungry, and tired (though that could be caffeine withdrawal – having had 2 cycles off I had overdosed a bit, especially over Christmas. Oops.) and I think that so far at least it’s not going to be immediately falling HcG levels that signal the end of this pregnancy. I will probably do a reassurance test at the weekend if I make it that far, though I don’t know if I could see if the lines were stronger than the Sunday night one as the lines on the actual stick were pretty dark.