A Big Scare with Chills
I woke up this Friday with chills...but no fever. I came downstairs as usual to make me-tal and about passed out. I grabbed a glass of water and flew to the couch...safe.
Chills....freezing...chills....shaking...Please God don't let this be a miscarriage. I can see clearly, hmmm, no spots, no lightheadedness, no dizzy spells...hmmmm. Chills. I have to add the oatmeal to the water, Jim has to go to work and Emersyn is hungry, ok, I can do this...I have to get off the couch.
I made the oatmeal, turned off the gas and back to the couch. "Jim, the oatmeal is on the stove, but I am not feeling to great. I don't know what is wrong."
Long story short, we called the OB and she told us to come right in, after asking if I had a soar throat? Obviously if a soar throat is involved she doesn't need to see me?
All I could think about is that if I am having a miscarriage, I don't want to do this again. I don't want to be pregnant again, I don't want to go through any of this again, it is just to much....
We drove with Emersyn to the OB, I was shown the waiting room, told to pee in a cup and weighed...I lost 2 lbs so today is a good day...at least as weight is concerned. The Doctor person said she thinks with my symptoms I have a urinary tract infection...I have gone to the bathroom 12 times in about 18 hours so I'm pretty sure she is onto something. I am to take antibiotics that Jim made sure will not hurt the unborn.
Now for the in-office ultrasound to see if these chills are the precursor to a 10 week miscarriage. I'm just not doing this again, it is just to much. Please let this baby be alive in there, I don't want to deal with NOT doing this again, please just let this time be enough, please let this one be ok....cold wet goo on my belly...blob...blob...blob...holy shit balls where the sam billy hell is the freaking heartbeat lady...
"I just can't get this little baby in a position to see what I need to see..." said the doctor person. You mean the heartbeat to let us all know that this little dude is still going strong...yeah, just say it.
"OH THANK GOD...THERE IT IS...." Baby is ok...we see the heartbeat. Everything is ok....Thank you ....
Jim is so happy, I am so happy. I have never been so happy to have a UTI. So we are ok for now, all are still on board with beating hearts and growing well. Life's good, Chills...pee....chills...good.
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Chills....freezing...chills....shaking...Please God don't let this be a miscarriage. I can see clearly, hmmm, no spots, no lightheadedness, no dizzy spells...hmmmm. Chills. I have to add the oatmeal to the water, Jim has to go to work and Emersyn is hungry, ok, I can do this...I have to get off the couch.
I made the oatmeal, turned off the gas and back to the couch. "Jim, the oatmeal is on the stove, but I am not feeling to great. I don't know what is wrong."
Long story short, we called the OB and she told us to come right in, after asking if I had a soar throat? Obviously if a soar throat is involved she doesn't need to see me?
All I could think about is that if I am having a miscarriage, I don't want to do this again. I don't want to be pregnant again, I don't want to go through any of this again, it is just to much....
We drove with Emersyn to the OB, I was shown the waiting room, told to pee in a cup and weighed...I lost 2 lbs so today is a good day...at least as weight is concerned. The Doctor person said she thinks with my symptoms I have a urinary tract infection...I have gone to the bathroom 12 times in about 18 hours so I'm pretty sure she is onto something. I am to take antibiotics that Jim made sure will not hurt the unborn.
Now for the in-office ultrasound to see if these chills are the precursor to a 10 week miscarriage. I'm just not doing this again, it is just to much. Please let this baby be alive in there, I don't want to deal with NOT doing this again, please just let this time be enough, please let this one be ok....cold wet goo on my belly...blob...blob...blob...holy shit balls where the sam billy hell is the freaking heartbeat lady...
"I just can't get this little baby in a position to see what I need to see..." said the doctor person. You mean the heartbeat to let us all know that this little dude is still going strong...yeah, just say it.
"OH THANK GOD...THERE IT IS...." Baby is ok...we see the heartbeat. Everything is ok....Thank you ....
Jim is so happy, I am so happy. I have never been so happy to have a UTI. So we are ok for now, all are still on board with beating hearts and growing well. Life's good, Chills...pee....chills...good.
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