Saturday was for sleeping off a nasty cold, and going shopping with Mama while Dad & Chris were hunting. A long lazy afternoon nap later, and we were on our way back to Mom & Dad’s to watch the Husker’s beat some tail & to devour some delicious game day food.
Sunday, I still was fighting off this little cold, but woke up with some intense back pains around 7 AM. I gathered my pillows & the fuzziest blanket I could find, and headed to the cold dark basement with an ice pack to spend the morning in the dark watching movies. Finally, around 11:00, I decided it was time to shower and get my life together, so I did. Chris went out to mow the lawn, and I sat down on the couch to start making early Christmas lists for family members [I know! Look at me go!].
The back pain was pretty persistent throughout the day, but all of the sudden, I got the most excruciating wave of pain through my lower back, and left side of my abdomen. It lasted about 5 whole minutes - no position was comfortable, I ran to the bathroom thinking I was going to puke, and could hardly breathe my way through the pain. After the wave left, dull pain hung out in the area until another wave hit about 10 minutes later. I literally rolled around on the couch, saying really naughty words over and over again for 5 minutes until it went away. After that wave left, I practically crawled my way outside to get Chris, because I knew something was not okay.
He came inside, packed my mid section full of ice packs, and we called my OB’s office, who was obviously closed, but transferred us to a nurse. I was able to give him all of my information & he reassured that they would call back with in minutes…. just before the next wave of pain hit. That wave hurt so bad and made me so sick I felt like I was going to pass out - which is when we just made the decision to head to the hospital.
On the way to the hospital, another nurse called back, and talked me through another wave of pain - constantly asking me questions and reassuring me that we were doing the right thing by heading to the hospital.
Once we were up to labor & delivery, they hooked Baby E up on the monitor, got IV fluids flowing in me, and started asking me a million questions. I had about 3 more waves of pain during this time - totally squirming all over the place, unable to breathe, thinking I was going to puke or pass out….it was the WORST pain I’ve ever felt in my whole entire life. All I kept thinking was "We haven’t even taken the birth class yet! I’m only 34 weeks, Baby E can’t come this early!"
After some blood & urine tests, they mentioned kidney stones, but also mentioned I was having contractions with every wave of pain that came through.
Finally, around 3:00 PM they gave me some morphine and anti-nausea medicine to help me out a little bit. Soon after, they gave me a few shots an hour apart, to help stop the contractions. Hours later, once I was back to the dull pain I started with on Sunday morning, they made the call to send me home. I laid there as the last bag of IV fluid finished pumping into me - the sound of Baby E’s heartbeat and movement on the monitor as our background music for the last 6 hours - SO thankful that it wasn’t the ‘real deal’.
After that fiasco yesterday, and an OB appointment early this morning, they are thinking it was/is kidney stones. I’m not dilated at all, and the only sign of pre-term labor was the contractions that were triggered by the pain.
So, now I’ve got a prescription for some heavy pain meds if/when the pain comes back, and I’m supposed to drink incredible amounts of water, hoping this thing will pass on its own [if it hasn’t already].
What a stupid way to spend a Sunday. Just thankful all is well with Baby E, and that I haven’t felt *much* pain today. The nurse last night did say that kidney stones are often more painful than actually giving birth - so this whole ‘labor’ thing should be a breeze now, right?! :)
Hope your weekends were a little more fun than mine….oh, and don’t ever get kidney stones.