I am in New York right now visiting my parents new house. We have been having a lot of fun. Last Saturday we went out apple picking, to a petting zoo, on a wagon ride, and then got some ice cream. Later that night Natalie, my mom and I went to Macys and bought some cute maternity clothes. It was a really fun day. By time I got home, I was STARVING. It was about 9:00 pm and I hadn't eaten since like 2 in the afternoon. Before I was going to eat something, I needed to go to the bathroom. That is when I saw that I was bleeding a little bit. This scared me so much. So I called my HMO in Oregon. They told me that I needed to go the the ER. So, immediately my parents took me over.
At the Emergency room, they got me in and asked me a bunch of questions They didn't really seem concerned, so I wan't that concerned. I thought that they would only keep me there just enough to check things out and say that it is all fine. However, after about an hour of just sitting there waiting, they hooked me up to an IV (which hurt SO bad) and said that it sould take about 2 hours to go through all the fluids. My mom and I looked at each other like "are you kidding????" There is no way that I need to be here for 2 more hours. But to our surprise, they were able to keep me there for the full 2 hours and then another 2 hours after that. I saw the nurses probably 3 times that whole time and the doctor like 2 times. We were so frustrated at this. We did not need to be there that long, and then, they didn't communicate with us at all. At about 2:15, the doctor came in and said that all our test came back good and that I am fine. However, he did put me on rest. I don't have to stay in bed, but I can't really go anywhere or do anything. This is killing me because all I want to do is play with my little neices and I can't really. They can come sit on my lap, but they don't really like that because they would rather be up and moving. Anyway, I finally got home at about 2:45, and I was SO hungry. It had been over 12 hours since I had eaten. I will never go that long between meals while being pregnant. It was so terrible.
I had not been so scared during this pregnancy as I was Saturday night. I really felt like I was lossing my baby. I knew that you could miscarry at 17 1/2 weeks, but I didn't think that even the threat of it would happen to me. Thank you for all the thoughts and prayers that occured in my behalf this weekend. I really have felt a intake of love this weekend. I have such great friends and family, and I am so glad that I can always count on their love...especially through the rough times of life.