Our First Scare

Yesterday afternoon I had quite a bit of brown spotting. When I say quite a bit, I mean enough to where I was mortified and did not have any desire to wash them... I threw them away. They were white.... I totally freaked out, cried my eyes out for a good 15 minutes, and then called the dr's office. I had always been told that brown means old and is actually okay, but this didn't look like "spotting" it looked like the end of a period. I'm telling you, those undies were ruined. The dr's office told me to go to the ER... I assured them I had no cramping and no red or clotting. They told me to go away.

I battled with this for about 2 hours (after changing into a new pair of undies with a panty liner of course). By the time Glenn got home from work, we had decided it was best to go, otherwise I wouldn't sleep at night. I was not looking forward to going in and spending hours around all those sick people only to be told that my little olive is fine. But it's better to be sure than regret it later, I say.

Went to the ER for 5 hours, and I was actually very annoyed. Even though they had "flu" people in a separate waiting area, they still had us all sit in THE SAME chair for vitals. Excuse me? A lady came in right after me throwing up into a paper cup, being totally loud, and her whole family was wearing masks. Um, yeah, I was ticked. Why can't hospitals have some common sense?! So when she came in, I literally covered my arms up to the elbows and layered my hands with hand sanitizer.

The verdict? Baby is fine. I had both external and internal ultrasounds, we saw and heard the heartbeat on both ultrasounds, which surprised me. Baby's heartbeat was up to 185. They took 5 vials of blood (again?), and by that time it was 8:00 and I was starving and irritable and let them know it. We had some Sonic brought to us and I literally had it GONE in less than 3 minutes. I was starving after they stole my blood supply. We were released from captivity at almost 9.

I'm glad we decided to just go. I have the notion to write the hospital and question their logic behind putting all those obviously sick/flu people in the same chair as a pregnant woman and children to get blood pressure checked, but then separate them into different waiting rooms? Where is the logic in that? Stupid Springfield, have some sense!

On a more positive note, baby is obviously very strong. I have another dr's appt on Tuesday and last I was told, there would be an ultrasound then as well. Just 4 more weeks until I'm out of the danger zone... it can't come soon enough.