After my fear and freaking out on Saturday, things are now quiet. They did get a little worse on Saturday after I posted. I had the blood with an itty bitty clot. I lost it. I didn't call Husband, since in his sleep deprived state with a 30 minute drive home, I didn't want to freak him out. I did what any mature, 35 year old would do: I called my Mommy.
I met Husband out in the garage before he could even turn off the car-sobbing. He did the best that he could. Which was quite an effort since, at 26 hours without sleep, he could barely form a coherent sentence. He took care of Son when he woke up, and I took it from there. Son cooperated, playing pretty quietly and nicely, and tolerated me sitting on the couch zoning out.
My parents ended up coming down (a three hour drive) for the day to help out with Son. Personally, I think it had more to do with them needing a Son fix than anything, but it was nice to not have to do it all alone (Husband ended up sleeping from 9AM until around 2:30.) Taking it VERY easy all day seemed to do the trick, since the bleeding tapered to brown and then nothing by the time we went to bed.
Today, blessedly, there has been nothing. I've allowed myself, whether prudent or not, to relax and realize that this was probably a blip on the radar. I'm extremely happy that I have my OB appointment scheduled for tomorrow with Dr. Wonderful. If I'm very lucky, I might even get another peek. I know that we won't be able to get anything on the doppler, but I could really use seeing that flicker on the screen again.
2 comments:
I'm glad you got some rest- this part is really, really hard. The waiting- the not knowing. But- bleeding has stopped. That is good- if you had miscarried you'd still be bleeding. I'll be thinking of you tomorrow and hoping that everything goes okay at the doctor. Stick little baby, stick!!!
How did it go today? Are you okay? I've been thinking about you and hoping your appointment went well. TTYL
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