I woke up early March 1st and had to pee so bad, which is a normal thing now. I went to the restroom and when I wipped my worst fear ever came true, I was bleeding.
I instantly went and woke up James and told him we had to go to the ER. I wanted to take a shower as I figured they would be doing a pelvic exam, so I told him to take the dog out and get ready. I woke up my mom and told her what was going on.
We went into the ER and they didn't seem busy. But it took a while before they even got me into triage, and thats where they told me something pretty serious was going on and taking up the doctors time so they would get be back ASAP.
I didn't have to wait to long, but longer then I wanted to. I was stressing so bad, James was telling me to calm down and the more I stressed the worse it would make it. Finally I got taken back and a very handsom doctor came into the room and told me strip down and put on the gown. I was taking my time, and not even a minute later he was back in the room with a ultrasound machine. He spent a while trying to find the baby, I was stressing so bad. He couldn't find the baby. So he said he was going to get the doppler machine and said they should be able to hear the heart beat, but that since I wasn't too far along and the baby is still so small he may not be able to. But I took that as something that a doctor will tell anyone when they are having problems finding their baby.
He was not able to find the heart beat with the doppler. So he said he was going to get a transvaginal ultrasound done for me. He walked out of the room, and I broke down. My mom and James tried to tell me that it was just cause the baby was so small. But that didn't matter, it still freaked me out. We went back for the other ultrasound and this time I said I wanted James and my mom to come.
Shortly after probbing me, they found the baby. I was so happy, you could see its little heart beating and everything. I was so releived I started to tear up. My little gummy bear as the ultrasound tech called it was looking good, and again measured past what they had thought last time.
Come to find out there is blood around my placenta. No clue why, or anything, but they said it wont harm the baby. I wasn't able to get a picture this time, didn't even ask for one. Was just happy to see my healthy little baby.
Monday, March 2, 2009
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