25 weeks 3 days: Before I delve into the details, I must say, this is a TMI kind of blog but there are a lot of people who were asking what exactly happened so I though I'd share. If body fluids gross you out...wait for tomorrow's blog.
Last week I didn't generally feel well, I just felt tired and a bit sick and worried because Bee's movements had started to change but our next appointment was on the 31st and I felt good enough, I didn't think anything was wrong to warrant a panic attack doctor appointment and Bee was still moving, just at different times. So on we went....Friday night we stopped in at our church to help with the rummage sale but everything was set up so we shopped instead (bought a rocking horse for Bee, new shoes for mom, a cabbage patch doll for me, some books and sheets for moving) Our plan was to head back Saturday morning to do some more shopping as there were a few more things I wanted to get but thought it'd be fun to do on Saturday.
Saturday morning I woke up at 7:30 (just because I was wide awake at that point) I was going to head to a few rummage sales and then home to rest. I went to the bathroom with the intention of taking my time getting ready but when I went to the bathroom I notices some pink discharge. I didn't completely panic, I know pink discharge is quite normal in pregnancy and the best part, Bee was moving so I was not worried. I decided to go ahead and get ready though because no doubt we were going to head to L&D. I got ready while Stephen slept some more, I called L&D and they agreed I should come on so I woke Stephen up, he got ready and we were off. I was a bit anxious but not entirely worried as Bee was kicking still, moving a lot so I knew hermin was okay at that point and if anything was wrong we'd make it to the hospital in time to get Bee out (even at 25 weeks I knew chances were slim but Bee could survive)
We arrived at L&D and were seen right away (we were the only patients the 6 hours we were there) the first thing I did was go to the bathroom and that's where it started to go down hill, I went to the bathroom and to my horror I saw bright red blood, not a lot but it was there and I lost it. I came out crying with the tp in my hand and knew I had to at least show the nurse who tried to calm me down but it wasn't happening. I thought this was it, the bright red blood was the start of yet another loss. They hooked Bee up to the monitor right away and much to their surprise picked up the heart beat right away (which we were told Bee has a fantastic heartbeat for a 25weeker) we saw a res and then the res doctor and they agreed every test possible should be ordered (either they were bored or they truly cared that our past would dictate how things would go) We spent a good chunk of the morning waiting for all the tests to be ordered. They wanted to do an internal exam but needed an ultrasound before because last we knew I had placenta previa and they could not do an exam if that were the case.
They ordered the ultrasound and as I came out of the bathroom (no blood YAH) they told me I was getting an IV......let me reiterate....the WORST part of my c-section was the IV. I do NOT like IV's, I do not do well with IV's and I had no time to prepare...but on they went. I almost passed out again as she was putting it in, it makes me squeemie thinking about it. But she got it in fairly quickly and I dealt with the first few minutes of pain it always causes. We waited for a bit longer (with both of us struggling to stay awake) and then headed down to ultrasound. Ultrasound was...ultrasound, I had an internal and external exam and headed back up. Our results from the ultrasound all came back great, cervix is nice and long, babe is great, fluid great, placenta previa has completely cleared up and nothing noticeable. They then did some blood work which came back fine and did the internal exam.
They did some swabs with a special test called a fetal E something where they test to see how likely you are to go in labour in two weeks, the test came back negative and I was given a less then 1% chance of going into labour in the next two weeks. They also did not see any additional blood but they did see a polyp so she thought possible it could have been from that and a colposcopy to follow up once Bee is here.
They also gave me my RhoGam shot (OUCH) because they didn't know where the bleeding had come from.
So every test came back great and the bleeding stopped mid-morning and haven't had any since. They couldn't really give us any answers but we were thankful that Bee was great and doing very well. We have a follow up with our OB tomorrow to see the next steps. These could include steroid shots if bleeding continues and it risks pre-term labour (which they determined I am at high risk for yah...) and bed rest as soon as next week. But tomorrow we shall see where we go....oh and did I mention we're moving????? Bed rest and moving do not equate to an easy transition but I am so thankful we have awesome people in our lives who are willing to help with whatever they can.
But to say that I am at ease now knowing Bee is okay is not true. I am beyond terrified now!!!!! Everytime I get a cramp, everytime I feel wet, everytime I go to the bathroom I get a fear so deep in the pit of my stomach, I wonder if this is it. I was doing so well, we made it 25 weeks without a major breakdown but now I feel like I am walking on egg shells. It scared me to know Bee can come anytime. It makes me want to do everything, it makes me want to eat as healthy as possible to fatten Bee up as much as possible. I'm so scared now, knowing Bee really could be here scared the shit out of me, talking about steroid shots and Bee coming soon....that is scary stuff! I know I am at even higher risk for pre-term labour now, as if this pregnancy wasn't high risk enough, it just gets more high risk. I know we are in great care and things will work out (even if I am in the hospital I know our house will be moved) but it is scary. I run to the bathroom so much more now, everytime I feel wet, I panic and go to the bathroom to check. I never expected to see blood, I've never had it before and to see it at 25 weeks was a major blow...it disrupted my hopes, my dreams, my trust and my faith. I am barely holding on anymore. I feel so hopeless, I just want Bee to get here safely. I just don't know how I am going to make it 11 more weeks. Saturday really put things into perspective, I am thankful to know if Bee was born now, there would be a chance of survival and if I am at higher risk for pre-term delivery (before the 36 weeks when we planned on delivering anyways) it's good to know there is a chance but it is scary. The anxiety is setting in and I know once I speak to our OB tomorrow I will feel better with a plan in mind, a plan that will have to be discussed because of things that happened this weekend, scary things.
I'll update tomorrow when I get a chance (will be at work before and after so not until evening) even if it's not exciting I'll update since a lot of you were wondering what is going in. Long story short, bleeding scared me, we spent the morning in L&D, all tests came back great, follow up with Dr S. tomorrow.