During this scary time in my pregnancy, I was getting weekly ultrasounds to check the placenta's activity and to see if I was dilating/effacing at all. By this point, I had been already. That day, I never went home. I went into an ambulance and to a hospital equipped to handle my situation.
If any of you are looking for some dramatic reading, check out the old posts from the vasa previa days, starting with the day I was Admitted. Then, there is a filter by Dealing With The Hospital, that's some fun reading right there. Start at the bottom... work your way up. If you feel so inclined. :) Today, I'm taking a trip down memory lane and looking back on those days... I still can't believe that was my life, but at the same time it feels like yesterday...

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