Yesterday started out pretty well, I was able to get everyone ready and out the door by 8:30. We dropped K off to school, and E & Z and I went to church for my Bible study. I had missed the last 2 weeks, so I spent the beginning explaining to everyone I was fine & had actually been feeling better the last few days (minus the continuing contractions!).
Well, about a half hour into our discussion group I started to feel a little short of breath, lightheaded & was seeing some spots or "flashes". I quietly got up & called Harry and asked that he come get me & take me to the hospital to get ck'd out, thinking high blood pressure. I've never had HBP, but I knew the syptoms matched, so I was VERY worried.
Long story short, I get all hooked up to the monitors, ck my BP a few times....NOTHING, it was perfect. I started getting a headache & the syptoms continued, but nothing was wrong anywhere. They decide to still call the Dr to see what he has to say. I laugh, and say "Sure, go call th Dr and tell him nothing is wrong with me!!" I felt so silly, yet knew something just did not feel right. Of course, she comes back after talking with him, and he says go home, rest, and drink lots of fluids. Then follow up with him Friday or Monday, and I already had a Monday morning appt, so I was fine.
I did feel very tired after that, so I came home & napped, but still had the headache & was seeing spots off and on all afternoon after I woke up. STRANGE...
Well, later in the evening Harry & I had an appt with our insurance agent and had a sitter lined up, so decided that we'd just keep the appt. So, we go there, and about half way through I start contracting every three minutes!! They were pretty strong & very regular, and I was getting worried that this was the real thing. We had not eaten dinner yet, and they were still coming (yet tolerable) so we went to a quiet little coffe shop to get a little something.
Something told me to call the sitter & let her know things had taken longer than expected and we'd be home soon. She asks where the thermometer is...uh-oh...and says Zander fell asleep after dinner and woke up feeling very warm. I wait on the phone, and it is 102.5 under the arm!! Which, of course, means that he has a temp of 103.5 and I am still contracting every three minutes, and we are a good 15-20 minutes from home! So, we rush home because I know the poor sitter is probably freaking out, and we arrive home to her cuddling him on the couch with a cool rag on his head and gving him juice (neither of which did I suggest, so was proud how she handled things)! He was just pretty lethargic, resting in her arms. As the night progressed it went up to 104, but he slept well and woke up just fine this AM!?! I am wondering if we'll get a surprise later tonight though and it will spike again (my kids have been know to do that) so, we'll see.
By bedtime, my contractions has slowed too, but still have not really stopped. Such a strange day it was!
I woke up today still with a headache & my mom called to tell me that her good friend had syptoms before like I had yesterday and that is was called a ophthalmic migraine. I have read a few things & it sounds like she could be right, so later this afternoon I may do some internet research on it.
But, I decided a few minutes ago to take some tylenol and go lay down, so that is where I am headed...off to the couch.
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