Sunday, February 19, 2012
I did it again. I am so embarrassed to admit this, but I write this blog so that, a few years from now, I can look back and remember all that was going on in my life. Good stuff. Bad stuff. Embarrassing stuff. All the life stuff. Anyway... I fell again on Friday after work. This time, though, I wasn't rushing for the T. I was JUST WALKING and I rolled my ankle and went down hard. Hands. Knees. Then belly. Yep. I hit my belly. Again. I got up. Some nice man stopped to help. I shooed him off and then immediately started to cry. Not because I was hurt, though. Because I was so mad at myself. I fell again! And, having done this before, I knew the drill. Call MD. Go to hospital. Get admitted to Labor & Delivery. Get monitored. Get blood drawn. Go home.
I was right about all of those things except for one. I had to stay the night in the hospital. You see, when they put me on the monitor, I was having mild contractions. It could have been due to having worked all day and being on my feet and being a touch dehydrated. Or it could have been from the fall. Either way, my OB wasn't sending me home with contractions. So I stayed the night in the hospital.
But all is well. I got discharged after 20 hours. Baby is fine. I am fine. I am still mad at myself, though. Loose pregnancy joints and Danskos and underlying klutzy-ness are not a good combination.
Three (ish) more weeks. We can make it.
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thank god you and the baby are OK! that is so scary. take it easy!ReplyDelete
Oh gosh! So happy you two are okay! That is so scary. I can't believe it's just three weeks away!!!! Take GOOD care of yourself until then!!! Happy Sunday :)ReplyDelete
oh bri! that is so scary and frustrating at the same time. in other news, you are a gorgeous prego lady! i can't wait to see the little one!!!ReplyDelete
Don't be too hard on yourself! I'm so glad you and your baby are okay though! I'm about as clumsy as they come and I can't imagine how scary that would be - not to mention how easy it would be to be angry and frustrated at yourself. All is well though so you she treat yourself extra nice the next few weeks :)ReplyDelete
My mom once told me she fell Hard(!) up the stairs when she was full term (and I was a giant 2 week late baby!) and it nearly scared her to death. I like to tell her the reason I was such an angsty teen towards her was because of her fall and another time when she dropped a hair dryer on my head as a baby ;)