trip to the hospital

i've had headaches for a few weeks now. on saturday, at ray's company christmas party, i started feeling dizzy. the dizzy spells have continued on and off since then. yesterday while i was at work, my heart started racing. when i got home, i googled all my symptoms. sounds like anemia. duh! i'm always anemic during pregnancy, and i haven't taken my vitamins... so it made perfect sense.


last night, i felt completely shitty. ray talked me into calling the doctor today. when i called, i assumed they would tell me to stop worrying so much. they have to be sick of me calling by now, right? i figured if it could be anything to worry about, they would just have me come to the office and i could waste my afternoon there.


well, i told the nurse my symptoms, and she put me on hold to consult with a doctor. when she came back on the line, she told me to get to the emergency room. i did not expect to hear that at all. so, i had ray take me to the hospital.


i got checked in, peed in a cup, and the nurse strapped on the monitors. everything with Eden looked fine. my pee tests came back normal. the nurse and the doctor asked me a thousand questions, and didn't seem to have any idea why i was feeling so crappy. the doctor ordered some blood tests, and i just had to wait for the results.


oh yeah, and ray told the doctor i didn't eat or drink regularly- so they hooked me up to IV fluids. i friggen hate IVs... and i HAVE been eating and drinking regularly. oh well, i guess it didn't hurt anything. while we waited on the results, the nurse quietly asked me "have you been nervous about this pregnancy?" i said "uh... yeah!" (duh!) but i didn't bother to explain why. i think that should be obvious if she looked at my chart at all. then she said "sometimes i think these anxieties make us feel physical things that aren't really there. it doesn't mean you're crazy." oh, really? thanks. just a side note... if a medical professional tells you "it doesn't mean you're crazy" that pretty much means they think you are a nut.


i was worried they wouldn't even test my blood for anemia... since they had already determined my symptoms were made up. luckily, they did order that test. i just had to wait through another woman's delivery to see the doctor again with my results.


two bags of IV fluid, and one birth later- the doctor finally came back. oh- and i gotta say... that was the noisiest delivery i have ever heard! but, welcome to the world, baby aaron; born at 2:08 pm- 7 pounds 13 ounces- so much for patient privacy. i felt like i was in the room with the lady.


anyway- the doctor came back. and surprise surprise! i'm anemic. she started to refer me to some other doctor, but then said i wouldn't be able to get in to see him before i delivered. it kinda has me wondering just how severe my anemia is... did she want me to see a specialist? well, for now... i just have to take some extra iron pills, and i should feel better soon. i'll follow up with my regular appointment on friday.


oh oh!! and- STILL no news on the ultrasound. ray called last week to complain, because he's awesome like that. the nurse apologized to him, and said our results shouldn't take as long as they said. but, apparently she lied. here it is almost the middle of the week, and still no results. shocking. but, at least he called to complain.