Well, what a whirlwind the past couple weeks have been. Since my last post so much has happened I barely know where to start. Our daughter Ally was scheduled for surgery on the 20th of September from where her stitches had worked their way through her stomach after her previous surgery so I was pretty stressed from that already a couple weeks prior to her surgery, and then I had been having some pain in my abdomen as well. I took a pregnancy test and it came back positive so needless to say I was worried since I've had miscarriages and an ectopic in the past. We called and made an appointment with my obgyn and I went in to be seen, the pregnancy was confirmed and I was sent over to the hospital for blood work and an ultrasound.
We didn't see anything on the screen but still tried to hope that maybe it was just too early. My hcg levels came back from the bloodwork and they were actually right in the area that they needed to be so there was still a possibility this was a good viable pregnancy, and I was told to come back 48 hours after the test and have my blood work taken again. If the levels were doubling then it was a good pregnancy but if they were staying the same or even going up a little that meant it was another ectopic. I didn't get a chance to make it back in, very early the morning before I was supposed to return for more blood work I began hurting more and throwing up alot, so being severely sore and dehydrated and hurting as bad as I was we decided to go the the ER and have me all checked out. On our way we recieved a phone call from my mother letting me know that my Mawmaw (grandmother on my dad's side) had also been taken to the ER, she'd had a heart attack and had to be revived with the paddles. But mom said she was currently stable and they were there with her, so we went on into the ER.
It was determined that I wasn't in immediate danger of rupturing but my blood work showed that my hcg levels had stayed pretty much the same and the ultrasound the ER did showed both a complicated cyst on my ovary as well as a "suspicious area" in my fallopian tube. So my obgyn had me come to her office to discuss things and it was decided to have a shot to terminate the ectopic pregnancy (because there was no chance of it being a healthy pregnancy and it would have ended up rupturing and possibly me hemorrhaging to death in the process) so she gave me the shot on Friday afternoon. She told me that I'd probably be sore and hurting worse than I had been but if the pain became too bad to get to the ER because there was still a chance I could rupture before the shot could take full effect.
Then my husband and I had a huge problem, I had rabbits I was supposed to pick up in Greensboro, some of which I had already paid in full and had no other time to get them. Since I was hurting but not too awfully we made the trip to Greensboro, leaving out at midnight. The trip went mostly smooth with the exception of me having to stop to throw up a couple times thanks to the hormones still surging in my system. But we chose to only stay at the show long enough to pick up the rabbits I'd had planned, so we were only there about 30 minutes. I was sad because I had so been looking forward to this trip and this show. Afterward we swung by Alan's in SC to pick up some rabbits from him and then started on our way home.
We made it back to my parents house at around 10 pm to pick up our daughter and chose to spend the night at their house because of how little sleep we'd had the past few days. Mom and dad let us know that Mawmaw was having surgery to have a defibrillator put in on Monday, close to the same time that Ally's surgery had already been scheduled for. So they were going to come see Ally first thing in the morning at the hospital the day of her surgery then go on over to the hospital where Mawmaw was going to be.
Tim and I came home Sunday morning and just rested around the house after getting the new rabbits all settled in, I was still hurting and sore but not bad enough to cause worry until around 9 pm. I went to the bathroom for about the 50th time and when I stood up to flush and wash my hands I felt something like a "POP" in my lower right side and it doubled me over with pain. I went and laid down and tried to just breathe through it thinking it would go away if I could just relax a bit. Tim came in the bedroom and found me and was worried asking if we should go into the ER again and I said I didn't know, let's wait a bit and see if it calms down. Well it kept getting worse and worse so after about 40 minutes when the pain was very severe I agreed to go into the ER. At this point we were both insanely stressed, Ally's surgery was only several hours away and here he was having to sit with her in the waiting room while I was taken back and examined. I will spare the full details but let's just say there was alot of pain involved.
I wasn't rupturing but I was at a high risk for it with my pain level increasing, they were giving me high amounts of morphine and dillaudid (sp?) and it was barely touching it. So they admited me to the hospital overnight for pain managment and observation, they also had to give me some phengran for nausea as I began to throw up fairly often as well. I sent Tim home and told him I had to have him go home and take care of Ally because I couldn't be there in the morning for her. It killed me not being able to go be with my baby while she was having the surgery. The next morning they released me as soon as I could go to the bathroom, my Doctor told me the reason my pain had been so bad was because the shot not only ended up expelling the pregnancy but also the cyst on my ovary and everything was breaking lose in there to work it's way out. She said they'd have to monitor me until my hormone levels returned to zero, then at a later date we have to run contrast dye through my cervix and tube to make sure my fallopian tube is still open. If it's closed off I'll end up having to have another surgery.
Anyways after being discharged my friend Nicole drove me down to Vanderbilt Children's Hospital where Ally was having surgery, I got there right as the surgery finished and was able to go back with Tim and see her as soon as she was moved to the recovery area. She came through it all ok. Later we got a phone call saying that Mawmaw had also come through her surgery just fine so we were very relieved. Ally had to stay in the hospital from Monday-Thursday and was released Thursday evening. It felt so good to get back home but now I feel like there is so much to do, my house has never been so messy. I know to try and take it slow but it just feels overwhelming right now.
But overall I just feel very blessed, so many things could have gone so much worse. But my Mawmaw is safe and doing well, I'm still getting tired out easy but I'm doing better, Ally is doing wonderful and is back into everything, and with any luck October will be a slower and calmer month. Looking forward to being outside more now that it's getting cooler, and taking my Allycat to the pumpkin patch for the first time, not to mention the best holiday ever Halloween. I think mommy and daddy are skipping costumes this year, just because I haven't been able to sit down and start sewing them yet so I think I'm just going to sew Ally's. She's going to be a little fairy, since she was a witch for last year's Halloween party and then a ladybug on Halloween. She's going to be so cute and you know I'll just have to post photos lol.
Thanks for reading my little rant about the past few weeks, it was crazy and writing helped me let some of the stress go :) Take care everyone!
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