Last night we had an adventure. I woke up about 2 am with horrible abdominal pain. Probably the worst pain I've ever had. After a few minutes of trying to decide whether or not to go to the ER, I finally decided yes, when I was sweating and shaking from the pain. I thought it might be a couple of things, both of which needed the ER.
So off we went. We had to wake up the baby - poor girl. She sleeps through the night and was so confused why we were dragging her out of her crib in the middle of the night. I clutched a pillow on my tummy and we were on our way. I also had a bucket, just in case. The pain was so bad that I was feeling a little nauseous & I didn't want to puke in Daniel's car. It still has that "new car" smell.
Grateful: I didn't vomit, in the car... at all!
When we got there, I guess I looked pretty bad, because they took me straight back to a room and the nurse filled out the initial paperwork for me.
Grateful: I went straight back to a room!
Because I was shaking so bad that I couldn't write. Daniel was on baby patrol in the corner, while I got my Morphin & Phenergan in an IV. After a cat-scan and a couple of hours, the pain was getting so much better and the results came back.
Grateful:
• The meds came fast and helped so much! And it turned out that it wasn't appendicitis! Yea! The doctor said it was a ruptured ovarian cyst (about 5 cm) that was collapsing - BUT the worst pain was behind me! (still really sore this afternoon, but I can stand upright, which I couldn't do last night)
• That the baby did pretty good! She was super cute for the nurses, drank a bottle (cold, even) and took a little nap. There was a little crying, but it was because she was so tired! Daniel did great with her while I was passed out with medication. And today, she is sleeping well and in a great mood!
We are so tired today. Me from all the pain & medicine, I think. Daniel, because he didn't sleep much when we got back and he's been taking care of his girls today. I am definitely grateful for that too!