Bad Debbie....

Apr 19, 2009

So last July I found out that I was pregnant. Six months after surgery!! But a month later I miscarried.  George and I thought that I was the lord's way of saying " It can happen and will when the time is right."   So we went on with our lives.  I got a fill to replace all of the fluid that had been removed for the pregnancy.  JUst getting an appointment took 2 months.  So mid October I finally have my fill. No big deal.  I had no restrction so I has another fill the week of Thanksgiving.  It was a little rough to get through Turkey Day. All I wanted to do was eat all of the food I had cooked for the massive crowd of military members, family and friends, but I sat down with 1/4 cup of mashy taters and dealt.   For some reason I felt super tight.  Well eventually the tightness wears down a little bit.  So the hubby and I decided to have dinner with some friends at a Hibatchi place in town.  I ordered chicken and shrimp, the whole time looking forward to the leftovers that I will be enjoying for days to come.  Partway through the meal I realize that there's some thing wrong.  I quickly rush to the restrooms where I begin to heave up the tiny bit of dinner that i has just eaten.  NO NO NO!!! This isn't supposed to happen. i go back to the table and ask for a to go box.  I resolve to trying again later.  The waitress brings around tiny bowls of ice cream and a fortune cookie.  I decide to try the ice cream maybe I will feel better about my unexpected purge.  Wrong!  Two tiny bites in and I find myself in the bathroom once again with my arms wrapped tightly aroung the throne begging for the heaving to stop.  I finally come out of the bathroom and signal to my husband that I am going outside for some fresh air.  A friend come out to join me only to find me on my hands and knees next to some bushes heaving again.  By this time I am balling like a 2 year old whose balloon just popped.  Karl, the friend, runs inside and tells them it's time to go and rushes back out to my aid.  My husband and out friends come out holding my leftovers and my daughter.  That's when George realized I was in worse shape that I had been letting on.  He throws my daughter to a friend and askes her to watch while he drops me off at the ER and takes Bella home (i forgot to mention that we were babysitting)  Sendo gladly takes our daughter, we rush to the E.R.   All the while I am writhing in my seat crying becasue of the pain and the need to puke.  George runs me into the E.R. i get checked in as he leaves to meet Bella's parents. I am taken back immediately (almost unheard of in a military hospital.)  and am seen.  The e.r. doc calls the surgeon on call to see if he can get ahold of the bariatric surgeon to find out what needs to be done.  Thankfully my surgeon was on call that night.  he instructs them to get x rays and call him back for further instuctions.  Before going to xray they have me pee in a cup. Gotta be on the safe side.  The whole time I am thinking there's no way and this is a waste of time.  Once I filled the cup and hand it to the nurse I am whisked away to radiology.  Actually it was more like I was told to walk myself down to radiology.  Right about then is when I began wishing that George was with me.  As I am walking through the empty hallways of Eglin hospital I wonder where my husband is.  Bella's parents are probably taking ther sweet time.  Oh well. I make it to radiology and the desk is empty.  He must be back there doing something.  So  I sit down in the waiting room.  Finally someone shows up at the desk.  "Mrs Carter," he says. i nod and he tells me that he's ready.  As I get up from the chair the phone rings.  He answers " Radiology... No we were just getting ready to go back... OH!! Okay."  He hangs up and looks at me with a smirk. " Mrs Cater, I have been told to tell you to head back to the E.R asap.  No xrays."  Confused and a little miffed I waddle myself back in the dirction of the E.R.  all the while wondering what this could be about.  Did DR Riley decide to come down and take a look at me himself?  I walk back in to the back and am greeted by my nurse.  Without hesitation," You're pregnant.  we need to get blood to verify and youneed to lie down.  We have to try to get you to drink fluids."  What?!  I was beyond confused.  As I begin to lie down the doc comes in.  "Deborah, this came as a surprise.  We're gonna verify it with blood while that's going on here's some ice water try drinking it and see if we can get whatevers lodged if it is anything at all to go down. "  Darned it all.  So while getting needles rammed into my arm i drink. Suddenly there is a pop and a release of pressure.  Hurray.  I'm not stuck!!!.  I continue drinking until the cup is dry.  Now what.  I lay in bed staring at the ceiling when i hear George's voice.  " I'm looking for my wife, Deborah Carter."  " Oh she's behind that curtain.  She's got some great news for you!!"  Darn that doc.  Why did he have to tell him that.  Now I have to tell him that I am pregnant. I don't want him to get his hopes up..... Tune in tomorrow when we reveal WHAT GEORGE THINKS!!!

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