ER Visit

Just want to keep everyone updated. Friday this past week turned out to be a horrible night. My kids were at their dad's house and Layne had stuff going on with church. So Tim decided to go into the main lab for a while. I was looking forward to a nice evening to myself. Mostly I wanted to catch up on some napping! So I read a little and slept alot. Around 9:15 I got up and felt like I needed to go to the restroom. I will try to spare the details but I will let you know what I saw in their was the scariest thing I have ever seen while beibg pregnant. I was bleeding, and not just a little. Needless to say I was scared. I called Tim right away even though he was not due to be home until 10. He answered and I told him we needed to go to the hospital. He was 5 minutes from home. God is great. I knew he was looking out for me on this night. So we rushed to the ER. While there we thought the worst. We had lost the baby. All that kept going through my mind was we are going to have to get rid of the halloween outfits we had already gotten for baby wax. It seemed like we had the longest wait ever. They got me into a room in about an hour. The doctor came in and was more worried about my heart rate being elevated than my bleeding. So I was hooked up to an EKG and given IV fluids. Finally at about midnight the Dr came in to examine me. The only thing she could tell me was that yes I was still bleeding but no she could not tell if I was having a miscarriage. Since it was so late at night they did not have anyone there to perform an ultrasound. While laying on the stratcher in the ER I prayed that the babies life was in God's hands and for Him to give me the strength to get through whatever happened. After this I felt completely calm.

We were sent home with the diagnosis "threatened miscarriage". I was told to go home and wait for the rest of the bleeding to start and to follow up with my doctor on Monday. I was not happy with this diagnosis. So Saturday morning I called my doctor. She called me right back and told me she would meet me at the hospital to do a quick ultrasound for peice of mind. Oh what a great dr i have! We got the ultrasound and there was our baby with a very strong heartbeat. Sweet relief. Hearing the heartbeat was the best thing I had heard all weekend. It was a stressful 2 days but it all turned out ok. Hopefully this is not something that I will have to go through again. It was a reminder of how precious our lives are. I am thankful that I have a wonderful supportive husband.