I suppose it's time you

I suppose it's time you all were updated on the general health of me and Cops. Well, since the first of the year, we've had two overnight hospital stays (love the Hamot nurses) and two office visits stemming from some severe upper abdominal pain. This is the same pain I had earlier in December, at which time the doctors told me I had a gigantic uterus. The hospital was an interesting place...they have really awesome maternity suites, but we were stuck in a shoebox sized room at the end of the hall because I wasn't actually in labor. I had many blood tests, sonograms, an IV, shots of some drug to stop the contractions I was having, and constant fetal monitoring, but I didn't start to feel better either time until I vomited out my soul. Turns out I have gallbladder problems, including some nice sized stones and thickening of the wall. I also had some early symptoms of preeclampsia, but those seemed to have leveled off a bit so I'm allowed off of bed rest for the time being.

Not too much can be done at this time, as surgery could cause me to go into labor. I've been put on a strict no/low fat diet and hopefully this will keep the pains away and allow me to go the next 10 weeks without any more pain. Granted, that has me eating bran flakes and wheat bread, but if that stops me from having any more late night visits to the hospital, I'm game. Mike has been really supportive and helpful, and I couldn't have done this without him. He held my hand during all the yucky procedures, got me a new gown when I puked, and has been waiting on me hand and foot since I got home. I know this past week has scared both of us, especially when we realized something was wrong and we didn't know how to fix it. But we pulled through, and I feel like we are stronger for it. Something like this really makes you appreciate your health and the love of your family, how they would do anything for you. I'm lucky, and for now I'm going back to bed to rest.