I’m cranky. Stomp my
feet, clutch my arms tightly over my chest, throw my head back and scream
through tears, cranky. If I thought
someone would care, I’d through a giant sized temper tantrum right now. I’m so tired.
Tired of being scared, tired of but shots, and mostly tired of not
having any control over any of it.
Friday night J and I were lying around watching TV and I
started bleeding. Well first there was a
clot and then some blood and then I freaked out. We went in to the ER. I assumed this was the end. I figured they would do an ultra sound,
confirm the miscarriage, give me my Rhogam shot and send me on my way. I’d go home, drink a bottle of wine, cry
myself to sleep and call Captain in the morning. None of that happened. I went to the ER but when they called Captain
to ask how she wanted then to proceed she told them to send me home. Apparently she doesn’t appreciate anyone else
touching her patients. We were told to
go in to her office at seven the next morning.
Finally the next
morning we were seen. Captain did an
ultra sound and found a bleed in my uterus.
She says they are very common.
She also added that I probably wouldn’t believe her. You bet your sweet ass I don’t believe
her. Really? Uterus’s bleed all the time during healthy
preganancies?? BULLSHIT. Oh look, there’s some of that temper
tantrum. The good news though is that
the baby is fine. Apparently he’s
chillin on the other side of my uterus.
J got to see the heartbeat and the little guy was measuring at
6w1day. Don’t get me wrong, I’m relieved
and incredibly grateful the baby is OK, I’m just over all of this other
crap.
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