27-2-2010 - ER, 1st appt Early & Spotting; Losing a Friend's Dad

My mood while writing this blog: mixed

Well it has been a crazy few days since Wednesday! First off, I went to the ER on Wednesday evening because I had some spotting. It started right before I went into a meeting for work. Very light brown. I figured I would wait til after the meeting to see if it happened again. So about 2 hours later, I peed again and it was more spotting than before. So I called my DR office and they said go ahead and go to the ER. So I went to the ER and had labs done, an ultrasound, and also a pelvic exam. The spotting might have been from Chat and I doing our thing Tuesday night they say. Ultrasound showed our little baby in there, heartbeating at 140 bpm and measuring 7 weeks 0 days. (I figured I was around 7 w 4d). Well, Thursday I had no spotting, the brown slimy (TMI, sorry) and then that night it was bright red. Okay, freaking out! I called my DR who happened to be the on-call, and she told me to come in Friday for an ultrasound to check it out before the weekend. So Friday, back to brown spotting. I had an ultrasound and baby is growing, now at 7w2d in size, heartrate 143 bpm. YAY! So glad baby is growing. Today, spotting still, brown to start, back to some red this afternoon. I guess maybe from the ultrasound yesterday? I don't know! I am about tired of this spotting business because it does nothing but make me worry :( So I am going to try to rest a lot tonight and tomorrow and see if it helps.

On another note, it was a very sad two days! My best friend from high school's dad passed away today. Technically passed away today, though he really passed away yesterday. He has always had health problems as long as I've known him. Friday he had a lot of chest pain and could hardly breathe so my friend Tawnya went to take him to the doctor. She lives about 45 minutes from lexington where he goes to the DR. Well, about 20 minutes into the drive he started having more trouble breathing, so she stopped at the clinic in my town and called an ambulance. By the time she came back to her car, her dad wasn't breathing anymore. She called again and told 911 he wasn't breathing and she couldn't find a pulse. She would shake him and call "daddy, daddy" and he would gasp in a breath every 30 seconds or so, but his eyes were open and he wasn't really seeing anything. The ambulance came for him and couldn't revive him. He was already gone. At the hospital, they managed to get a pulse and a blood pressure, but he had gone about 20 minutes with no oxygen. He had to be transported to Lexington for a special cardiologist, but the hospital told my Tawnya there was very little reason for her to hold out hope. He was on life support all day and night, and this morning a brain scan confirmed no brain activity. His eyes were open and unblinking, with only a ventilator making him breath - 100% on machines. He was already gone, and the machines were just putting his body through the motions. So hard to say goodbye, but he won't be suffering anymore. Love him so much! What a wonderful man to be able to call Daddy, and though he wasn't my dad per say, he still was in spirit.