I had been feeling sick all week and hadn't been able to put my finger on what was going on. As I was walking in the doors I remember starting to feel sick, and I said something about it too Sophie, I know as if she cared. I kept walking and the pain got worse and worse. I b-lined it to the back of the mens department because I couldn't see anyone over there. Then I doubled over and laid on the floor in pain, Sophie was so amused. I was not. I was so worried someone would see me and call an ambulance and I wouldn't be able to pick my kiddos up from swimming on time. I got my wits about me, stood up and walked to the check out line, of course it was longer than anything! I thought about abandoning my cart, but I didn't want to make a seen...so I breathed like I was in labor, I think I still made a seen.
I finally made it out to the car, got sophie in and started calling whoever I could think of to come help me. I seriously have not felt that kind of pain set on so fast. In the mean time it was time to get my kids ... long story short, I made it to the Sports Academy, my Mom met me there, got the kids and headed home to drop them off. Then Mom took me to instacare. Wes met us there (he had been in salt Lake) and then instacare sent us to the ER.
By the time we got there, my abdomen/pelvic area were just soar. It took 40 min to check in. Then another hour to get my IV, then another hour to have an ultrasound, then another 30 minutes to have the doc come back too right some prescriptions. Then 1 more hour to be released. This was a very long night. I tell you all this because, to mine and Wes' surprise, it was a very "fun" miserable wait if that makes any sense at all. We were so board we kept coming up with things to laugh at, and we laughed and laughed. Our nurses would come in and laugh with us too. It turned out to be one of our best "date nights" ever. How cool is that?
As far as my diagnosis I have a Hemorrhagic cyst on my ovary. This is a cyst that is full of blood and bleeds. I know totally gross. Apparently it is painful. I will be seeing my gynocologist next week to decide what to do about it.
I am so very blessed to be married to my best friend, who can always make me laugh, no matter how much pain I am in. Turns out we both talked about how much fun we had to other people the next day, so it really was a good time. I don't plan on ever having a date in the ER again, but I am thankful for the one I had. ~E