well, the whole zoo trip ended up not happening. instead, i got to take another lovely trip to the ER last night. i had the same horrific pain in the same place as before. this time it lasted for hours with no relief. the whole experience was less than pleasant, and i'm still so tired from the ordeal. long story short, i finally have a diagnosis: gallstones. i have several small, mobile stones in my gallbladder. for the remainder of the pregnancy i have to go on a very low-fat diet (as close to fat-free as i can) and take pain medication when i get an attack. after sylvie is born, i will likely have to get my gallbladder removed. fortunately, the surgery is fairly non-invasive, only requires a one night stay in the hospital, and leaves a very small scar.
i'll spare you all of the details. travis and i are both very tired after our sleepless night in the ER. on top of that, we have to wake up early tomorrow, make the 4+ hour drive back to indiana, and then go to work for the evening. the time for sleeping is now. the time for a proper update is later. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
I have spent the last 4 days being really sick. All of this culminated in a trip to the ER in the middle of last night. I literally woke up screaming at 2 in the morning with severe upper abdominal pain. I've dealt with migraines and ovarian cysts for years. This pain trumped those issues NO PROBLEM. I couldn't stand up at all and could barely breathe. All my body could manage was to vomit repeatedly, and it took all of my strength to make it from the bed to the bathroom. Travis managed to keep his cool and get a nightgown and shoes on me and a shirt and jeans on himself. Luckily, the hospital is a mile down the street from our apartment.
I've been to the ER in the before thanks to those aforementioned issues. In fact, this was my second trip to this hospital since moving here in August. The first was when I got 2nd degree burns all over my hand on my birthday, but that's another story. This trip was different right off the bat. They immediately moved me upstairs to Labor and Delivery, hooked me up to a contraction monitor, and got the doppler ready. Once the pain began to subside, I could feel Sylvie moving around like crazy. They found her heartbeat right away, and she kicked the nurse's hand when she placed it on my stomach. Clearly, Sylvie was fine.
After an hour strapped to the monitor without a single contraction, they unhooked me and let me rest a little. A lab technician came up and drew a few vials of blood and I gave a urine sample. Both of those came back totally normal. The doctor decided it was probably just severe stomach cramps, which were exacerbated by my GERD and the fact that I had been sick with a killer stomach virus for the last three days. We were back home and in bed by 5:00 in the morning.
I can't even begin to tell you how scary it was to be in that wing of the hospital at 21 weeks. All I kept thinking, over and over, was, It's not time for this yet. The upside of all of this was our nurse. She was fantastic. She reassured me, talked me through everything that was happening, and kept me laughing. I cannot say enough good things about her. I hope to see her again in August when it comes time for us to meet our little girl.
It was quite the scare, but I am happy to report that I feel much better today. Sylvie is kicking away as I type this, and the 3 of us are tired, but in good spirits. I just want to relax for the rest of the night and snuggle up between my man** and my pup. Goodnight.
**By the way, what a man he is! Throughout the whole ordeal, he stayed calm and collected. He was amazing, as usual. I am so blessed to call him my husband.