Seriously. This has GOT to stop. I passed out yesterday...1.5 times. I know that sounds strange. The second time I do not believe that I lost consciousness fully, but I was alone, so I'm not really sure. The first time, I was sitting and thought, "OH CRAP!" The next thing I knew, I was laying on the floor. Ow. I was feeling GREAT up until then. I'm not sure what happened.
SO, guess what that means? Oh, you're so smart...trip #383 to the ER. Oh...my...lanta.
I got there at like 1:45 p.m. or something. I left at 11:45 p.m. After being a pincushion yet again (4 total pricks this time), it was determined that my blood count was still way down (hemoglobin was 8, which should be at least 12). I ended up with a blood transfusion. I sat there for 2-1/2 hours watching someone else's blood slowly infiltrate mine. There might not be any sensation so odd as to know that the life blood of a stranger is going to help strengthen me and get me through this pregnancy. They gave me 1 unit of A+ blood (you knew I was smart, right? It's because I'm A+). :) After confirming that I had no reaction to it after it was all said and done, they sent me home. That's not to say that I couldn't have had a reaction in the night, but the likelihood diminished greatly the longer the donor blood was in me. The decision to risk a blood transfusion was a very difficult one to make. We went back and forth on if it was the right decision for us to make. With so many diseases and such out there, it is just scary. There is still a chance of me contracting hepatitis or something from the transfusion, but we are relying on faith and trust in God that that will not happen.
SO, with the help of some kind blood donor, I will hopefully not only make it through this labor and delivery at whence time it comes, but I will thrive through it and recover much better than I did last time.
The question I know many of you are wondering is: "What happened to the iron transfusion? I thought that was supposed to help?"
ANSWER: It will...it just hasn't had time to boost my actual blood volume, which is the issue here...blood volume. I did not have enough blood pumping through my veins and the iron transfusion, while it boosted my iron levels, has not had the time to adequately resupply my red blood cells.
There is still a possibility that I'll need another transfusion before this pregnancy is up or right after delivery. If that happens, it happens, but we're praying that it doesn't. They will have blood on hand at the time of my delivery in case I need it. We'll just have to see what happens and pray for safety and health.
I've decided one thing for sure. If this happens again, I'm going to be going in to the hospital demanding (nicely, of course), that they just get this baby out! I cannot keep wasting my life away at the hospital like this and it's getting ridiculous, if you ask me. I truly think that, if this transfusion didn't do the job, that it will just keep on happening until Conrey comes out.
Well, that's my newest story. I'm HOPING and PRAYING that this is the last story I have for you that is not a funny little anecdote from Cassie or something. She's been really stressed out, too, and I'm ready for that all to cease (not that baby brother is going to bring calm to our lives, but you know...).
OK...the end. Peace out.