So what had happened was...

Okay, yesterday, I had myself a bit of a scare. I went to church yesterday morning, sang my heart out, got home aroun 3 (cause I took the nieces to get some food), got home, used the bathroom, and, well, I had a little bleeding going on. Not a lot, but enough to tell my mom let's go. Well, we didn't leave just then. I called my OB/GYN, she called me back, told me to lay down, prop up the feet, and if it continues on, then go into the ER. Well, I did just that, took about an hour nap, and around 5, I woke up, went to the bathroom, showed my mom what was happening (cause yes, my mother wants to know everything that's going on), and off we were to Methodist Germantown (where I normally get my ultrasounds). So we get there, and it's about 6. Check in, and we wait. We wait, and we wait. So much so, we got to see one broke foot, one broken arm, one lady that was throwing up into a garbage can, and eventually passed out onto the floor (she said she wanted to lay down), and one girl that looked to be drunk. Now, I didn't want to think that she was drunk, but probably having some sort of episode. But homegirl was being rude to her mom, stumbling all over the place, telling people she don't want no wheel chair, and she don't want no help...things like that. But anyway, yeah, I got to see folks like that.

OH!! And this rude woman...okay, the broke foot woman's husband brought in a newspaper and some more stuff in his bag (food and etc), and he walked his daughter outside because, understandably, she didn't want to watch the vomiting woman doher thing. So when he walked out, his wife was left, reading his paper. She gets called back into the triage room, puts her paper down, and this little lady (not with the woman and her family), sits in her seat and starts reading her paper. I said to her "you know, that's someone else's paper, right?" And she was like "I know". And this other woman, who was sitting near by, said to her "She said that's someone else's paper", and the woman said "SO! So What!" And kept reading. Right at that time, the man returns, walks over to his stuff, and the woman looks up and looked like a damn idiot, putting the paper back down, and then just walked back over to where her party was sitting. Hey, I was trying to have her avoid the humiliation of having to answer to the guy when he asked "What are you doing?" Attitudes were already running rampid in the ER, what else did she want to happen, huh?

Anyway, back to me, since I'm the important subject here. So finally, I get called back, get blood drawn, urine sampled, and taken upstairs for an ultrasound. Well, when we started, there she was, baby peanut, now about 4.4 centimeters from head to rump, 11 weeks, 2 days old. Moving around, waving, having the hicups, trying to hide, swimming around. So the baby was fine, placenta was fine, 163 heatbeats per minute. The only problem I had was th 6 cm fibroid on the right side of my uterus, but it wasn't anywhere near the baby or the placenta. There was also a small cyst, that would dissolve itself. Now, if this is causing the bleeding, I don't know, but I will be talking to my OB/GYN tomorow about it. So that was my adventure for today. I was there from about 6pm until 11:30pm, which wasn't too bad. So right now, I'm going to bed, and I'm heading to work in the morning. So good night, and good morning.