Friday, November 14, 2008

Wow, last night was panic time. The tiniest bit of old blood, and I was certain something was wrong. However, upon calling the healthcare hotline, I was assured this was perfectly normal, and this morning my GP sent me off to the hospital for a "just-in-case" injection of anti-D. Aidan (who was on duty, in uniform, armed, etc) came to collect me from work to take me out to the hospital, and we spent about two and a half hours waiting in the emergency department to get this little jab... admittedly we were hardly a high priority - I wasn't about to die or anything! They were pretty busy, poor things. The medical registrar seemed run off his feet. So anyway, by the time I got back to work, it was lunch time, and then after lunch I finally did some work! And that's my story, wasn't it exciting?!

5 comments:

Ponygirl said...

It's always a worry when you see something you think shouldn't be there. But it is not uncommon for women to spot a bit when pregnant. You just didn't need the excitement, though, I bet.

Glad you got your shot and hope all keeps going well, Stace. Nothing like having your own personal armed escort!

Jewel said...

*Whew* I'm so thankful to hear that all is well with you and the little one, Stace.
Hey, I've tagged you! Come on over to my blog and have a look-see!!
((HUGS))

Hilary said...

Get used to the worrying about everything.. it doesn't end for.. well 21 years and counting.

Glad all is well. :)

Stace said...

Ponygirl - the armed escort was quite fun! It was a pity, though, that he couldn't bring a police car, so no lights and sirens :( haha

Jewel - This will need some thinking about... hehe

Hilary - I'm so glad I've only got... 21+ years of worry... lol oh well :) One presumes it's all worth it!

Ponygirl said...

Stace, it will be a lifetime of worry, cuz that baby, even when old and grey, will always be your child. But worth every second, I am sure!