Week From Hell!

I guess I better start at the beginning. On Beck's birthday, Scott and I found out we were pregnant. But, I have been so sick during this pregnancy, and not normal pregnant sick. My whole insides just hurt and were very tender. But, we went to see the doctor at eight weeks and he said everything seemed fine except that I had a corpus luteum cyst on the left side which he thought could be causing the pain. So then all week I have continued to just hurt and feel really sick - like I had a massive evil case of gas. My belly was super bloated and I couldn't touch my belly. So I took some Gas-X and it actually started to feel better. By Thursday I was close to normal and by Friday I was actually feeling good again.

Unfortunately, Friday night I started to bleed at about 10:00 that night. So I called Erin (since Scott of course was camping) and she took me to the ER. Once there, I had an ultrasound which showed that it was a tubal pregnancy and since I was so far along at nine weeks I had to go in for immediate surgery. So at about 1:30 a.m. they wheeled me in to surgery. I ended up having a salpingooophorectomy where they removed the fetus, my left falopian tube, and my left ovary. When I came out of surgery Scott had driven back the hour and a half and was there waiting. The doctor told Erin and Scott that she was shocked that my fallopian tube had not burst because the fetus was so big. She said that she had never seen one that big before still intact. I stayed at the hospital until Sunday afternoon but now I'm home and just resting and trying to recover. The were going to remove it laproscopically, but because of the size they had to do an incision like a C-section, so my guts are pretty sore.

So, it's been a hard week, but we're making it through. I think the hardest thing that I keep thinking about is that the baby still had a heartbeat on the ultrasound...so I guess I will always wonder what could've been. But, there have been a lot of circumstances and promptings in the last week or two with a lot of people involved that have made me feel so cared for and so watched over. So, although this sucks and I'm still totally bummed about it, it has actually made my testimony grow and it has made me feel very loved by my Heavenly Father. Weird huh?

And I have also felt very loved by all of my family and friends. There have been so many people who have helped. From Dave watching Beck, to Erin sitting at the hospital all night with me and then they brought us yummy dinner, Sanya sending me flowers, Pauline and Dennis watching Beck, Dave and Jen bringing DELICIOUS cookies, and my mom for letting Beck sleep over two nights in a row and bringing more cookies. There have also been many phone calls and offers of dinners and help. We appreciate everyone and love you all. Thank you for all the support you have offered and just know how much it really means to me to know you're out there. So, thanks.

I also feel like I need to give Scott some major credit. He has been amazing. He should go into nursing. He is so patient with me and gets me whatever I need. He did the laundry and the dishes. He has had to help me in the bathroom and had do some stuff that's not very pretty, but he doesn't complain. He is wonderful, and I feel so lucky to have him in my life.