I Think We'll Just Adopt The Next One

So far, this pregnancy has totally sucked. While I love love love feeling Baby kick and swoop and swoosh, everything else about it just plain sucks. Evidently, I am not one of those women who love to be pregnant. In the beginning, there was the nausea and the vomiting. That sucked ass. Then, the depression kicked in. That sucks ass even more. Then, my pubic bone decided to start seperating, aching and throbbing. Let the ass sucking continue. And now? Well, chances look pretty good that I'm suffering from gallstones. It. just. won't. end.

As I was feeding Joel night lunch, my shoulders started to hurt and my stomach started to burn. I instantly began to sweat. This was the fourth time I had experienced this in the last month, but since the previous bouts only lasted 10-15 minutes, I figured I would lay down for a little bit and it too would pass. Ten minutes go by. Then twenty. A half hour later, I'm doubled over in pain on the edge of our bed, with sweat literally dripping off my forehead. My entire body was soaking wet. I went and sat outside for a few minutes (in the cool evening air) and I felt like I was going to pass out. This round just wasn't ending.

Mike finally said "Let's get you to minor emergency". The van ride was excruciating - each bump we hit just hurt more and more. Minor emergency was closed so our next option was the hospital. Mike wasn't up for a 2 hour wait until I pointed out they weren't going to make a pregnant lady sit and wait. I was right.

The nurse running triage (emergency) said that even though she's a registered nobody, she thought I sounded like a textbook case of gallstones, but she wanted to send me to obsterics just to make sure Baby was all right. I gave a urine sample and there were white blood cells in my urine (meaning a possible urinary infection, but it doesn't burn when I pee so that rules that out). Next, they hooked me up to the fetal monitor for 20 minutes and the nurse stood with her hand on my stomach to see if she could feel cramping. Throughout that time, my blood pressure dropped (it was 152 over something when I first came in and it dropped to 118 over something else just before I left) and my shoulders relaxed. The burning in my stomach started to subside. Since nothing was wrong with Baby, the mat nurses sent me back to triage.

By the time we got back to triage, I was feeling totally fine. I asked her what would be the next step if I were to hang around and wait (the minimum wait time was approximately 2 hours). She said they would take blood and check the liver enzymes or something like that. I said I had an appointment with my doctor next week and could I just wait and see him then. She suggested phoning the doctor in the morning, explaining what happened tonight and see if I could get in to see him tomorrow (Monday). And that was the end of my visit to the hospital...I wasn't about to wait 2 hours just to give a blood sample.

So now I wait until I can see my doctor and get this gallbladder thing checked out. From what I Googled, it doesn't look like much can be done in the way of pain relief or surgery until after Baby is born.

This is so not the picture of pregnancy I had in my mind when all of this started. Are you all sick of my complaining yet? :-)