Scare

(Warning: This post contains descriptions of a lot of blood.).

I am still here in the hospital and probably will be here a long time.  Yesterday we had quite a scare. I hadn't bled since about 1:00 p.m. on Tuesday.  Wednesday evening I started to bleed again, but it was very slight.  I could only tell by the faint smear on the toilet paper after usung the restroom.  My doctor wasn't concerned so that night and early morning were uneventful.  I couldn't sleep well again, just being out of my own bed.  I never sleep well pregnant anyway.  I spent Thursday morning reading my book and then watching a show on HGTV, while I ate my breakfast.

About nine o'clock I got up to use the restroom.  As I took the two steps from my bed to the bathroom, I could tell I was bleeding again.  I sat down on the toilet and blood started pouring out of me.  It was as though I was peeing for three minutes straight, but it was bright red blood.  I pulled on the emergency cord they have in the hospital restroom and a bunch of nurses rushed in to help me.  The got me a bunch of pads to try to contain the blood that had slowed, but was still trickling out at a steady pace.  They helped me lie down and handed me my phone so I could call Brad to rush over from work.

I was scared.  That was A LOT of blood and I hadn't been exerting myself in the least, not for a few days.  I couldn't stop the tears that came to my eyes.  It wasn't that I had any doubt of the medical staff's ability to care the baby and I, but until that moment I hadn't fully grasped the gravity of my situation.  If that would have happened at home, I would have had to call an ambulance to avoid hemorrhaging.  A nurse gave me a new IV line on my other arm so I was prepped for surgery if necessary.  Of course, having just eaten, they would try to delay it, even more than ususal.

Brad arrived 15-20 minutes after my call.  At my request, he and a hospital employee gave me a  Priesthood blessing  It calmed me and I knew that everything would turn out just as it was supposed to.  The bleeding gradually subsided and the immediate threat was averted.  That experience, however, cemented in my mind the seriousness of my condition.  Previously I had hoped to be released this weekend.  I figured would be more comfortable at home anyway.  After what happened, I would have to go five days without bleeding for my doctor to consider releasing me, but now I'd be afraid to be at home, almost thirty minutes away from the hospital.  


This is my fourth day in the hospital and I will likely be here in the hospital until I deliver, plus the five days post C-section recovery.  Today mybaby girl is 33 weeks.  Hopefullywecan wait longer, but it's comforting that I'm at least that far along.


I am so thankful that my parents and Brad's have offered to keep the kids as long as needed.  I miss them terribly and can't wait for their visit on Saturday.  It gives me great comfort to know that they are with their grandparents, who love them and will take good care of them.


Thank you again to all who have been praying for us.   i am sure they helped stop the bleeding yesterday.  Thank you also for your phone calls, texts, facebook messages and offers to help out.  I am overwhelmed by your kindness in our time of need.