Last week ended much different than how it began. On Friday, May 20, I went home and took a pregnancy test. It was positive. I wasn't super excited at first ... I was more afraid ... of what Denny would think, of how we would afford it, etc. Once I told Denny, his excitement rubbed off on me, and my mind started planning. I began to think about things I wanted to do before January, things we would want to look for at garage sales, etc.
Last Wednesday, I started spotting and it quickly turned to heavier blood. Since then I have cried a lot, but I have also counted my blessings. Perhaps most importantly, I am hopeful for the future. I am hopeful that one day Emma will become a big sister.
As I recover emotionally, I'm trying to figure out what my body is going through. After cramping and other usual symptoms, I was pretty okay by Saturday. Very early yesterday morning I woke up with a lot of pain in my back and an urgency to run to the bathroom. The pain then felt like it was pulsing through to my rib cage ... very similar to the gallstone attack I had a year and a half ago. Since I no longer have a gallbladder, that concerned me.
I went to my doctor yesterday and she wasn't sure ... she thought maybe it was food poisoning, but she also wants me to have an ultrasound. That is scheduled for tomorrow morning. I hope it was just food poisoning. I am ready to move on emotionally, and I am so hopeful that some day I will be able to make Emma a big sister.
