I seem to share the most intimate parts of my life on this blog and today will be no different. On Monday night my husband had to take me to the ER due to severe bleeding in relation to my miscarriage. When I had announced I had a miscarriage I hadnt yet had any physical evidence (ie bleeding) basically the ultrasound confirmed that the pregnancy was regressing because the embryonic sac (sp?) was shirking. Per my doctor I was to go home wait a little bit and if I didnt start to actually bleed we may have to do a D&C.
Well, Monday night I had already started to bleed slightly nothing that I was worried about. At about 9:30 pm I felt a gush of blood and said out loud, that's not good. After that I couldnt stop bleeding. I called my husband to come home. I at this time started to freak out but really didnt want to go to the doctors. When my husband came home I convinced him to let me call the nurse line. The nurse said nicely but forcefully, honey you need to hang up the phone and call 911. So I had Ken take me to the ER. After bleeding all over the triage's office they headed me off to a room in the ER. They at first had a hard time stopping the bleeding. After pulling out numerous clots and tissue the Obgyn was able to stop the bleeding. I was then to stay and be observed for an hour. The bleeding had slowed down and they sent me home at 3am with the instructions to take it easy for the next 4 days.
It was a scary night for all of us, Ken was as calm as he could and Leila stayed awake until about 2am when they let us turn off the lights in my room when I was under observation. It was then she fell asleep and laid with me in my hospital bed.
I am not the type that likes to make a fuss I hated having to call my parents and worry the crap out of them. I hate missing work because I dont get sick time since I work part time. I hate having to go through this.
Yesterday was a blur trying to get back on our normal sleep schedules. Leila has been hit the hardest probably but she is back on her normal schedule today for the most part which is nice. I am feeling ok, not as weak as yesterday. I am just ready to move on for this to be over. I am grateful for all that I have and will always miss all that I have lost.