Emergency Room Scare

I'll tell you a little story about what happened on January 10th. It started out just like any other day, going to school and all, but then I got this grand idea when I came home to clean the house. It really, really needed it and I was feeling pretty good, so I started. I cleaned the bathroom first, had to sit down and eat for a while, then started on the kitchen. It took me about 2 hours doing the dishes, cleaning the fridge, and mopping the floor. Well, Jordan had made us this big, really nice shelf for our kitchen and he had finished painting it that morning and he wanted to move it in when he got home from work. So I took ALL the food off of our wire rack shelf and put it on the cabinets. Well, I just got done at about 5:30 when Jordan came home. Steve, Mike, AND Jordan had to haul that thing into our house because it is so huge and HeAvY! But it looks so good!! Anyways, while they were moving in the shelf, I felt a little wet downstairs. (too much info, I'm sorry! But this is my blog..lol) I just thought it was another pregnancy thing. Jordan went to have a shower and I started putting all the food back onto the shelf. When Jord got out, he told me that he was going to help the guy across the street move a matress and stuff. So he left, and I decided I should go to the bathroom. What I saw when I got there made my heart skip and my stomach sink. Blood. A pregnant girls NIGHTMARE! And it was a lot, not just spotting. I instantly panicked. I called Jordan and told him to come home right now, we have to go to the hospital. Luckily, he was right across the street still and hadn't left to go to that guys storage unit. I grabbed my purse and we were out the door, I even forgot to take my coat. The drive to the hospital was torturous. I felt like we were driving so slow, and Jordan kept saying it would be ok. We checked into the emergency room, and they were so casual about everything. They said there would be a little wait. So we sat down and I just started crying thinking of all the horrible scenerios. After a long time, the nurse called me in and said they wanted to take a blood test and insert an IV so I will be ready when a room opens up. The guy taking my blood asked me if I was nervous, I said I don't know, are you good? He said I haven't missed a vein all day! And I thought perfect, poke away. Well, long (and I do mean LONG) story short, he missed. About 20 times, not even joking. He missed the first time, and started swiveling the needle back and forth inside my skin, then would pull it out almost all the way, then insert it again, and this went on for about 10 minutes. After about 6 minutes of this, finding my happy place, and reciting "I am a child of God" in my head 3 times, my eyes started tearing up. And let me tell you, once I started I couldn't stop. I just cried, which really isn't like me, I just couldn't help it. I was so scared, blood was dripping down my arm, and there was something wrong with my baby. Finally, the head nurse came in and got this panicked look on her face, and told him to pull it out, and she would do it. He pulled it out and left. I think he was embarrassed, and I felt bad for making him feel bad with my crying, but I just couldn't help it. Well, the nurse was SO nice and was trying to comfort me and promised she would get it the first try on the other arm. And she did. And I was relieved. Then, we had to go wait in the waiting room again, and I just cried. My focus was trying to keep it together. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, we got called to a room, where we had to wait some more. Then the doctor came in, asked me some questions, and told me what they were going to do. I had to get a shot, then we would go take an ultrasound. I felt OK when they started the ultrasound. He said the baby looks to be OK. Music to my ears. To make light of the situation, I asked him, "Do you know the gender?" thinking he would just laugh, or say something like, now we're not here to do that. Or something. And he pops off, "Yeah, it's a *****." Like it was no big deal. I look at Jordan, and he looks at me and says, "Are you serious? How can you tell?" And he says, "Yeah, I'll show you in a minute." So after looking at my uterus and checking the babies heartbeat, he goes back and shows us! We were in shock, we were NOT expecting that. Finally, the doctor came back and told me that everything looked good, however, they don't know why I bled. Which is a little unsettling still. He told me to just take it easy, and I couldn't lift anything, and do anything strenuous, and just make sure it doesn't start again. So we left, at 10:00 SO hungry, so we stopped at In N Out. And that was our night. I'm glad to say that there has been no bleeding since. I just keep praying that our baby is safe and healthy!