Per my previous post: The Clock is Ticking! I wanted to share with you the beginnings of my Pregnancy Journey…enjoy!
First let me just say this year has been one heck of a roller coaster ride. I met the love of my life, married him, bought a house, bought a car, got a dog, went through parental separation, got a job, and now…I’m having a BABY! Beyond blessed, but what a whirlwind!
Now that I’ve caught you up, let me point out a very prime factor in this situation I’m in…I am A Grade, Top Prime, 100% terrified beyond life itself of anything medical. Doctors, hospitals, nurses, needles, blood…you name it medically and I’m out the door before you can finish the word! Needless to say, being pregnant although exciting, terrifies me to the point of exhaustion.
This past Friday, I decided to go upstairs and secretly take a pregnancy test (I’ve done this so many times since we got married, I knew my husband would probably just roll his eyes, hence the secretly part). Before I could even finish doing my “business” the test came up positive. I burst into tears! This was a very “movie dramatic”-like moment for me. Standing in front of the mirror, I stared at myself, and my apparently growing tummy, and all I could think about was how I was about to be a Mommy – something I’ve wanted to be for a very long time. Running downstairs, I sat down next to my husband, muted the t.v. and told him very bluntly the exciting news – I’M PREGNANT! He had tears in his eyes.
Fast forward to telling select few family members, on Monday morning I called my OBGYN and asked to make an appointment. Luckily they could take me in the next day, and it just so happened that my mother could take me there. Come Tuesday, my heart was beating out of it’s socket. Nervousness had already set and I was anxious for the dreaded blood test that I knew they were going to perform.
Once we arrived, I had to fill out my medical paperwork, listen to my mom yammer about who knows what, and although I know she was just trying to distract my mind, it was actually stressing me out even more. The nurse called me back, took my weight, measured my blood pressure, and asked me to pee in a cup. I then went in the waiting room, where I met with my doctor, who took the midnight train up my who-ha, felt around, and then told me to get dressed again. Afterwards he prayed for me and the baby, then told me I had to get my blood work done – now comes the hard part.
Due to my inability to tolerate anything medical, and especially with needles/blood, I asked to lay down while they drew my life out of me. In walks The Blood Nurse, and immediately I could tell I was the last person, for whatever reason, that she wanted to see or deal with. She didn’t say hi, she simply walked past me, got set up and asked me to roll up my sleeves. While she got set up, I apologized to her for being a weenie when it comes to this, her response, “Grow up and become a woman!”…”Next time you get this done you’ll be forced to sit in a chair for an HOUR, and you won’t be able to lay down!”…so that happened. Needless to say, while pricking and prying at my arm, I’m looking the other way, now covered in sweat trying not to pass out, she then stops and repeatedly stated, “I’m going to have to get help, I just can’t, I’m going to have to get help!” In an utmost rage, she stopped what she was doing, and slammed the door on her way out.
Now. If I wasn’t covered in sweat, terrified, and exhausted from being pricked, I would have had a word with that girl! But fortunately for her, I was all these things and more, so I just laid there, and confronted my mom about it, who was with me. The Nice Nurse came in, asked if everything was okay, and needless to say, it wasn’t. I was almost to tears. She calmed me down, apologized, and promised to stay the remainder of the time.
Luckily a Nice Blood Test Lady came in, and assisted me with getting the THREE TUBES of blood…I can’t believe it, but I didn’t pass out! That my dear friends is a miracle! After recouping, I sat up, made my appointment, and got dropped off back at work.
Today they called me and informed me that my blood work came back normal (YAY) and that I was all set to get my first Ultrasound next month. I made sure to ask her if there were any needles involved in this upcoming appointment and she ensured me that there was not.
I knew it would be a journey then, and boy was I right! An exciting, crazy fast, wonderful journey!