ER Trip = Roses

Thursday was quite an interesting day. That morning I was watching my friends little boy, Camden and the kids were playing. I was getting Paris ready for Preschool & trying to help her get her Valentine's done. Then I noticed around 11AM I was bleeding more than normal. I figured it was just my body being dumb & didn't think to much about it. Then it continued to get worse (TMI section ~ steady stream with lots of big clots) to the point that I called Dr Spoon. They told me to come into the office where they can put stuff on it to stop the bleeding. By this time I am pretty much getting worried. There was just a lot of blood. I called Casey & he told me to go in. My friend Jenny came to pick up Paris for preschool & then my other friend came to pick up her son. By this time I asked her not to leave because I started feeling weak. I figured it would be a bad thing to drive so I called Jenny & asked her to take me to the Dr. So I grab a garbage bag (so I didn't stain her car) & we head off. I wasn't sure if we should go to the Dr or the ER, but on the way I started feeling light headed, weak, & I just couldn't speak very well (later Jenny told me she kept worrying I was going to pass out). We got to the hospital & by this time I had blood dripping. They got a wheelchair & I was told I would be the next patient. While I was waiting there was a puddle under me so I asked Jenny to see if there wasn't something they could put to soak it up. Then they asked me to give them a urine sample. (Poor guy who had to clean the bathroom ~ it looked like someone had been shot). They brought me in a gown & told me to try and clean up. When they were checking me in Casey showed up. So they took me back to a room. By this time Faith needed to eat. So I asked Casey to go get her from Jenny. He comes back in & tells me they won't let him take her back. So I start crying & say I have to feed my baby. So I tell the nurse I will go back in the waiting room & feed my baby if they won't let me bring her in. A charge nurse overheard me & gave the OK to bring her in. So I started nursing Faith & the ER Dr Russell Clark came in to talk to me. He asks if I am OK partway into the conversation, then I tell him I am going to pass out. Casey grabs the baby as the Dr goes to grab me as I was falling out of the chair. He yells for a nurse & there are 4 people throwing me in the bed, putting 2 IV lines in, heart monitors, oxygen, (my heart rate was 120 & blood pressure 80/45). Casey was afraid he was watching me die before his eyes. When I passed out my eyes rolled up in my head, I was convulsing a little, & gagging. When I woke up I was so weak I couldn't move. (TMI - I started throwing up but couldn't even turn my head so they were afraid I was going to aspirate so someone had to turn me). After they had stabilized me they then took me in for ultrasounds & did a pelvic exam. Basically I was hemorrhaging from the incision, most likely because the scab fell off before I was healed & the best guess was because I am anemic is why I bled so much. Luckily my hemoglobin numbers were just high enough I didn't have to have a blood transfusion. Eventually the heavy bleeding stopped. So they sent me home with a prescription for iron pills to help with the anemia. Final diagnoses: Major hemorrhage with hypotension. Anemia.

On Friday I went into my Dr to have him check out the incision. He put some coagulating stuff on the incision, that I ended up being allergic to. It started burning pretty quickly after he put it on & by the time I was leaving I was in tears & asked him if it was supposed to burn this bad (it shouldn't). So he brought me back in & scrapped it off (as much as he could since he had to leave it on the scab or I would be back in the same position as yesterday) & rinsed it out. By this time I was sobbing on the table. I had been holding Faith & the nurse passed her to another nurse because needless to say I couldn't hold her at this point. Then he put some numbing gel on it. Which made it manageable. The Dr & nurse said they had never seen anyone allergic to the stuff in the entire time they had practiced medicine. What can I say I am special.

Normally I tell Casey not to give me flowers, but he went & got me some anyway. I guess a trip to the ER is a good reason to have flowers, plus it covers Valentine's Day & our Anniversary =) I feel much better now still weak. I'm sure that will get better in a little while. =) Here are some more pictures of my cute kids.