Things have been crazy since the news that we lost the baby. I called Dr Jones on Friday and he said that he had already called the hospital and set me up for a D&C on Friday. He felt that the baby had been in there to long and said that my hormone level was still extremely high so he felt that a D&C was my only option. I went in at 10:45 and had the procedure. The surgery took longer than expected. They had a really hard time getting me dialated and Dr Jones said that tissue from the baby was very sticky and part of it was stuck to my uterus. I had a hard time waking up so we didn't get home until 5:00.
On Sunday night, I started feeling bad and running a fever so I called Dr Jones and said for me to come in and that he was going to admit me. So, this would be the first night that I was ever away from Nate. We had to take Nate with us to the hospital until my parents could come up and get him. They got there around 11 pm so he was exhausted. Dr Jones did an ultrasound Sunday night and said that it looked like I had a blood clot and some leftover tissue so they scheduled another D&C for Monday.
Monday I went into the surgery. He had told Brad that the surgery would talke about 15 minutes but it ended up taking 1 1/2 hours. When they got in there, there was a blood clot but what they thought was the leftover tissue was a growth. Dr Jones does not know what the growth is (his associates have never seen anything like it either) but he is certain that it is not cancerous or anything bad. He put me on IV antibiotics (so another night in the hospital and away from Nate) and put me on estrogen to try to heal the growth. Finally on Tuesday he said that I could go home. I am on antibiotics and estrogen for 14 days. He is going to do saline induced ultrasounds to monitor the growth. He does not feel that the growth and the miscarriage were related but feels that if the pregnancy had went on I would have had severe complications later on. So, maybe my little angel saved my life.
I go back on Monday.
Nate did so good while I was gone. He did not cry at all even at night. He slept in the bed with Brad. My parents both stayed with them too. Brad said that he woke up once each night and asked for me but went right back to sleep. I am so proud of him for being such a big boy. When I got home today, he had a sign on the door that said "welome home mommy! We missed you! Love Nate and Reese" and balloons. He was clapping at the door. I just held him and hugged him. He did much better and being apart than I did!
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