2.24.2010

Miracles do come in small packages...

So I'm not the greatest blogger, but here's the info you've all been waiting for...
We had our first ultrasound a week ago today. Let me tell you, if you've never had an ultrasound before, this is truly remarkable. But due to the fact my bladder has shrunk to the size of a pea, holding a litre of water was virtually impossible. Anyways, we had a visit with the Public Health Nurse prior to our ultrasound, just to get basic info, yada, yada, yada. While I was waiting to see her, I started shaking and wriggling around, sweating bullets, finally I had to give in and go pee (I'm sure everyone there thought I was on the verge of a seizure). Fianlly! Relief! But at this point, I was thinking all the water I drank was useless and I had to start drinking again. Not a good idea. Well I was sitting there trying to answer questions and I was on the edge of MY SEAT (literally) trying not to pee on the chair. My face was starting to get all red and blotchy at this point, so she finally looks at me and says, "Are you gonna be ok?" Umm, no, my bladder isn't doing so well. I could feel it pulsating, ready to explode. So she decides it's in my best interest to go directly to the hospital, see if I can get in early (God love her little heart!). Well, I couldn't even walk across the road to the hospital, So I got in the van (trying not to pee on the seat) thinking my bladder probably already exploded at this point. Rushed right to xray and said "I can't wait, I'm gonna have to go pee!" She calmly says "Have a seat and someone will be with you shortly". Shortly? I don't think I can even do immediately at this point, did she not see my face? I clearly looked in pain. But it was very short, she gets me to go into the room for the ultrasound, takes one look at me and says "You should not be in this much pain, go relieve yourself a little". I was thinking YES! but have you ever tried to relieve a pulsating bladder, just a little? Well, I thought for sure I was not going to stop peeing, but I did. |Came out, got up on the table, and then it hit me! Not literally, but when she started the sonogram, the pressure almost made me pee on the table, mind you, I had already peed twice in the past 30 minutes. Well, she couldn't see anything and decides that maybe I'd be better on an empty bladder. WHAT??? I just drank all that water for nothing? But I'm just happy to hear I can go pee, again. So I go back to the bathroom, thrid time in 31 minutes (I told you, bladder is virtually pea sized). I never thought I would come out of the bathroom again, I think I even sighed a little :) But there I was, back up on that table and bam! There it was, a little bitty baby. A miracle in the making. No bigger than a peanut. wait, what was that? another peanut? Ken gets all excited, asking if there's 2, nope, it's just a yolk sac. lol. So there's one little tiny life inside me, heart beating at 153 BPM, looks so energetic and full of life. It's just an incredible moment. I never wanted it to end. Now we cannot wait until our next ultrasound, it's just an amazing experience, and I cannot describe the emotion one feels at that moment. The first sign of life. We don't want to find out the sex either. We want it to be a suprise, but Ken's no good at suprises, so we'll see. But I went back and finished my appointment with the PHN and I'm eating healthier but still not feeling the greatest, this kid is hungry 24/7 lol, but loves fruit, fish and water, Thank God! I've never eaten so healthy in my life. But I'm happy. I have another appointment a week from today, we'll see how that goes. I've been having big issues with my sciatic nerve (hasn't bothered me in a while, until recently). Some days I can't even walk, but Thanks God for Mom's Fiancees and Rub A535. lol. That's all for now -C

2.17.2010

Unexpected Blessing...PT. 2

Continued... So, minutes see like hours at this point and I start to question my sanity. But I go to my appointment. The Dr. walks in, speaks very loudly at me (I wonder if he has the right patient, there is a 90 year old lady next door) & proceeds to take out his palm pilot looking device and scroll through it. He did this for 15 minutes. Everytime I tried to speak, he cut me off (still extremely loud, I'm sure he was well heard in the waiting room). He was him/hawing back and forth saying yes it's fine, no it's not. Then after 15 painstaking minutes of watching him scroll through his palm pilot thingy and making eyes and faces at Ken to keep both our sanity, he concluded that he would leave me on the medication I'm on until I can see my regular Dr. ARE YOU KIDDING ME????? Wait another week? Yea, he's not sure if he should change it (after I tell him what I've been through and been told, oh did I mention he refuses to speak with a midwife?) so I had to question myself each time I took my meds for another 7 days until I could see my regular GP. This was getting a bit ridiculous. Oh, I forgot to mention, I told him I wanted a confirmed hospital pregnancy test to verify I was indeed pregnant, he says not a problem, but forgot to give it to me, so I ask the nurse before I leave, she runs to catch him. Oh yea, he forgot, goo pee in a cup. Apparently the HPT is just as accurate as the hospital ones now. Then I ask the nurse how long it takes to find out. DO I wait a day? a week? Who knows with this place! She tells me they can find out right away, but she needed to speak with the Dr. She asks him if he wants the results stat, he says "Naww". I felt like strangling him. She speaks with the lab, tells me I could call back at 5pm and speak with a nurse in emerg, they would be able to tell me. I laugh, out loud. I think Ken laughed too. What else is there to do at this point? So I call back, but not until 5:30, I figure, this gives them extra time. The nurse puts me on hold, then tells me theres no test registered in my chart, to call back tomorrow. Well, isn't this place just full of suprises! So I call back the next day, in the afternoon, yes the results are there but I have to speak with a doctor, they can't give me the results, they said they would leave him a message to call me as soon as possible. I was thinking something must be wrong, maybe I'm not prego? I was so anxious all evening, that night, I knew there was a shift change, I decided to give emerg one more shot. Lo and behold, someone says, "Congratulations! You're Pregnant!" Yay! Wait, why could she give me this information so fast? Oh well. At least it's confirmed by the hospital. But really, at this point, I'm not sure that comforts me or worries me. lol. So, I still have to wait it out, all the while thinking I was absolutely nuts. The following Wednesday comes, we're now at Feb 3rd. I go to see my regular GP (Thank God!) He always makes me feel better. I tell him the whole situation I went through, he was mind boggled. Read some information, spoke with an OB, imagine that! The decided because there was a possible risk, he didn't want to take any chances, switched meds right away. I was in and out in no time. He confirmed that the meds I was on could cause birth defects and is not good for pregnant women. Well, this makes me feel better (somewhat) so now I have to wait to see an OB/GYN for my first ante-natal visit on March 1st (apparently the earliest appointment available and I booked in January). So, I just try to sit back and enjoy the bloating, mood swings, cravings, gas, cramping and all the things that go with it (not knowing what's normal, Thabk God for Google!). A few people mentioned to me about going to Healthy Baby Club, so I figured, maybe I should give it a try. I find out the time and place and on Feb 10th I attend my first session, along with my Dear Fiancee. Well the midwife there was extremely nice and helpful and listened to me rant on and on about my situation. Well whaddya know! She was just as concerned as I was. So, she decides (after filling out massive paperword) to lobby on my behalf. Next day, she comes to work to see me and tells me I go in for my first visit on Monday Feb 15, 2 weeks earlier than the earliest available appointment, lol! Yay! OB & Midwife confirmed that I NEEDED to be seen right away and monitored closely. So, I'm not so crazy afterall (well maybe a little). She actually increases my current meds! I spent almost 2 hours there answering questions, learning new things, getting checked out. I left with paperwork I had to take here and there. Thank God for Ken. He kept me in line, lol. So I went and had to book an apt. for 2 weeks time on a Wednesday morning for my next visit, had bloodwork done and scheduled my first ultrasound, which is today, Wooo!!! So excited (& nervous!)I have to meet with the Public Health Nurse first, then ultrasound after. I have to drink 3 large glasses of water before I go (& expected to hold it). I'm not sure if I can do that, but I'm praying. Seems like my bladder shrunk to the size of a pea. So I'll let you all know how it goes. They said I may not be able to see anything because I'm not that far along, but they want to make sure things are ok. At least know I know I'm being looked after! & Ken has been there for everything. I'm so lucky to have such an involved and concerned partner. Sometimes, I think, if it wasn't for him, I would have fallen apart long ago. -C

Unexpected Blessing...PT.1

Ok, so a few weeks ago Ken & I found out there's gonna be a new addition to our family! yay! We're all excited and nervous at the same time. I already had my first ante-natal visit (which lasted 2 hours!) I guess I should get used to this stuff. I started Healthy Baby Club last week and went again last night. So informative, you learn so much! I am currently sitting at 8 weeks and counting. We have a loooong wait ahead of us. But anyways, here's the story... We were both at work on a Saturday and wondering what we were gonna do that night. I had been feeling different all week and wanting pineapple and fish and veggies (I know eh!). Ken was laughing and making jokes saying, "You must be pregnant". We just laughed it off. Then when we went to Pizza Delight a few nights before I found out and I wanted the chicken skillet (chicken, zucchini, tomatoes, peppers, red onion grilled) instead of Pizza & cheesefingers, Ken said it again. Then we both got to thinking...So Saturday Jan. 23, close to closing time, Ken went to the Pharmacy and got a ClearBlue test, brings it back to work, tosses it to me and says "Here, go see what it says". lol. I left it for a long time, then decided I might as well see what happens. So I went in the bathroom and waited a while before comming out. When I called out to Ken he never moved. He said he knew. We both laughed, and cried, and I think felt every emotion humanly possible. Of course, dating from my first day of my LMP, I was 4 weeks & 1 day. I wanted to wait to even tell anyone anything, but of course I called my Mom and told her (She doesn't display emotion well). Ken then called his Dad, said "Hi Grandpa" and then chickened out in telling him the news, so he called his Mom, told her and she cried and laughed and screamed, and then she told his Father. I wish we didn't tell people so early, but it's hard to keep it in. Then I decided I needed to see a Dr. since I was on prescription medication, Synthroid & HCT. Well, that was a task, let me tell you. I called the hospital, spoke with outpatients, apparently they were extremely busy. Transferred me to a nurse in Emerg. She told me if the HPT said I was positive, then I was. Ok, that's fine, but what about the medication I was on? So, I get put on hold. She then comes back and tells me to call the health line. Ok, I call the health line. Guess what she told me? Congratulations...blah...blah..blah... Make an appointment to see a Dr. at the hospital asap (becuase of the meds). So, here I go again...I call the hospital back, "outpatients please" the lady comes on, I proceed to tell her I was speaking with the health line, they reccomend I get an appointment to see a Dr as soon as they can fit me in. Guess what she says to me "I'll transfer you to emerg and you can speak with a nurse" Oh for Heavens sake! So, on comes the nurse again "How can I help you?" Hmm, let me try this again... So I proceed to tell her I had spoken with the health line, told her what they said and she says those famous words "Can I put you on hold for a second?" Oh why not! :) So by this point I was getting pretty impatient, what kind of place were they running here? She comes back on the line, apparently emergency was too full to fit me in, so I would have to wait until the next day and call and see if they could fit me in at emerg then. (Yea I know, emerg was too full. Maybe I should have told them my head was severed or something). So I hung up. Ken decided maybe we should speak with a Pharmacist regarding the meds. So we do. The Pharmacist tells us we should really see a Dr. because it is not reccomended, apparently, there are different grades of drugs when you're pregnant,and this wasn't a good one. It was late evening, I didn't want to speak with emerg any more today, so I go home and sleep. So guess what I did the next day? I CALL THE HOSPITAL, AGAIN. Ugh, I am so fed up at this point, I think it took me 15 minutes to dial the number. I again ask for outpatients, wondering if there's any point. Nope, none. She transfers me to emerg again. I speak with the same nurse I spoke to yesterday, she remembers me, Suprise! I wonder why. She then tells me she is going to transfer me upstairs to a midwife. What? Why wasn't this mentioned yesterday? So I speak with a midwife, she was extremely nice and acted very concerned. I tell her my situation, guess what happens next? Yep, hold again. But for better reasons. She speaks with the OB/GYN. And I get answers! No, I should not be taking HCT, I should be taking Methaldopa instead. I needed to see someone to get a new prescription. So I ask her to transfer me back to outpatients. I'm ready for a fight but I think I am numb at this point. So, I tell the lady at the desk I would like the earliest appointment possible to see my regular Doctor. Well, it was going to be a while, he was booked up. Ok, then I just need to see any Dr. to get a prescription change. They tell me there's no appointments until the following Friday (this was Tuesday of the previous week). Are you kidding me, nothing earlier? Oh wait, there's another Dr. that has an opening on the following Monday. Ok, still almost a week away. You sure there's nothing else? No, apparently there was nothing else available. Are you sure? Can you check again? I don't know if she was fed up with me at this point or not, but she gives me an appointment for the next afternoon! Bam! Finally! .....To Be Continued...