wasn't expecting that....part 2
So the rest of what happened is quite a blur....i remember not being able to pee, but having a full bladder and therefore the cathatar being put in about 4AM. I then remember waking up at 6AM to the drugs round and wanting my mum. I was in agony. I remember having a cup of tea and trying to eat some bread and jam. My mum arrived, and stayed with me all day. I was told i had to walk around a bit to prevent blood clotthing. Mum helped me walk a few inches here and there. I shouldn't laugh about it, but if you had seen me in my hospital gown, crouched over in a pair of gold shoes, walking so slowly carrying a bag full of my wee - lovely.
I don't remember much else other than being in pain and crying and constantly begging the nurses to take the cathatar out. They did in the night, and mum helped me have a wash (as the nurses couldn't be bothered).
I remember a woman coming into the ward and i heard lots of crying and then she went up to intensive care. I remember taking sleeping tablets and sleeping through saturday night, waking up at 6AM in horrible pain and ringing my mum asking when she would be here, but obviously she wasn't allowed in until 8AM. I fell asleep again, and kept dozing all day. I kept peeing, which they checked (to check my bladder was working right) and i had another blood test. One of the SHO's came back and told me my potassium levels were fine and as long as i kept taking iron tablets by anemia would be kept under control so i could go home. I got out of there pretty quickly....
It still hasn't hit me yet, and i feel guilty for not being more upset. I mean, after all i was pregnant and i lost the baby. But for some reason i just feel nothing. I went on this site last night and "lit a candle" for the baby, but it still doesn't seem like i was pregnant you know? Maybe things will be different when i see Rich - he doesn't get back until late Saturday. Apparently he told his sister but not his parents. I wonder if he will bother to come and see me? I hope this kicks him up the arse as much as it has done me.