In the meantime I was still feeling all the crazy hormones of pregnancy...nausea, exhaustion, mood swings...all waiting to catch up with what I now knew. That there would be no baby. Unfortunately, exhaustion lead me to see a sleep specialist because I was falling asleep all the time. He decided I had sleep apena. I didn't think so, but he insisted that I go in for a sleep study. Here I am hooked up to a million wires and expected to sleep! Ha!
I had a young man named Andrew be my lead technician and he was training a young lady named Michelle. We had fun joking about the procedure. He did wake me up at 1:30 to try the sleep apena machine. I was severe apparently. I put the nasal mask on and had trouble breathing. I just couldn't get the air in. We took it off and I still was having trouble breathing. It took a few minutes for my breathing to regulate. We tried the full face mask next and I did much better with that.
Here I am the next morning unwired.
Luckily I was able to go home and take a Hot shower to get rid of all the contact goop and then head to the temple. I so love going here.
Anyway, so there I was waiting for the baby to drop so to speak. Waiting and waiting and occasionally throwing up for good measure. Still no rushing. So life went on and I went up to Bremerton for spring break. On April first I started spotting. So it had begun, but like everything in my life, it couldn't be simple. Oh no! Go big or go home, I should have gone home. I was still bleeding heavily the next day and had had some bloody discharge. As I had been told that it should only take up to 2 hours and to call if it was going longer, I called my nurse's line and asked what to do. After hearing my symptoms, she said to go to the hospital. So my sister watched the kids while my Mom drove me to the hospital. I was feeling weak by this point and was changing my pads out every 20 mins. I was placed in a room and then they ordered an internal ultrasound to see what was going on. The baby was still there. Dad came and gave me a blessing and I passed some tissue, but it was just not stopping. They decided that doing a D and C at this point was frivolous and sent me home with some pain meds. That was nice because I was having full on labor pains by this point.
Long story short, it took me over a week to completely discharge my baby, I was seen by my Obgyn and she did a partial D and C.(My amniotic sac was still intact after 4 days of bleeding.) It was horrendous and painful and long-suffering for sure. And I didn't even get a baby out of the deal! To top it all off, I was asked to teach RS, take over a ward party for the next week, lead book club and promote the RS activity. Because I obviously did not have enough going on. Needless to say, this month has been hard on me. At least the nausea is gone. Tender mercies.