I have the WORST luck, and things always happen to me!
This morning was a little traumatic. It involved A LOT of blood and me in an ambulance on oxygen, with an IV in each arm going to the hospital.
Now let me tell the story, it's so dumb and if your not into the TMI, well then it's not for you. But you should suck it up and read it anyways because it's worth it, plus I NEED to document this.
First let me say. The baby is ok! Before I scare you and make you worry too much.
I was going to jump in the shower this morning to get ready to take Kyla to school as it had been a couple days of not showering, I needed one badly. As I was stepping over the side of the tub to get in, (one leg in and one leg out) I slipped. Not sure how, but I fell hard. Pretty much got kicked in the hoo-ha with the side of the tub. (So I was straddling it, if you don't get it) It hurt like a mother! I ended up on the floor of the tub with the water running on me. I was yelling in so much pain. I stood up and saw blood, everywhere! Pouring out of me.
I started freaking out. Screamed for Kyla, and told her to get me the phone but also tried to stay calm. Of course she was terrified because of all the blood, but I kept trying to talk to her and tell her I was ok. She freaks when there is blood anytime, so I knew she was worried. I tried to figure out what to do because it was bleeding, alot, and not stopping and I didn't know where the blood was coming from, since I can't see past the belly, that didn't help, so I knew I had to call 911. So I did. The lady said not to move. Well I was totally naked holding a towel on my "area" to try and stop the bleeding so I told Kyla to pass me my shirt and to take the girls to her room to play, so she did. But I had to get the front door unlocked for the paramedics and it was too frozen for Kyla, so I had to go downstairs. I threw on my shirt and walked downstairs, still holding the towel on it, while frantically calling people to come watch my kids and Dustin of course who didn't answer, so I text him. I called a couple friends and no one was answering! Luckily the paramedics came in the door (they were fast!) and my friend Becky called back thank goodness, I told her to come over quick, so she said she'd be right over. Dustin also called right then and I just told him I fell and i'm bleeding and i'm going to the hospital and to come there. He left work immediately.
The paramedics wanted to make sure I didn't hit my head or anything and checked my blood pressure and I was ok, so they got me on a stretcher and told me that a couple of them would wait with the kids till Becky came. So I told them to go get Kyla so I could talk to her before we left. She came down and the poor thing looked so scared, as i'm laying on a stretcher ready to go to the hospital. So I told her i'm ok, and I have to go to the doctor, and she started crying but I could tell she was trying to be so brave. I felt so bad. She was so good though and Becky walked in the door right as we pulled away in the ambulance.
SO i'm in the ambulance and they had the blood pressure thing on me, and all of the sudden I got really light headed and my blood pressure dropped to 80 over 2o-something. They grabbed the IV and Oxygen and were trying to get some fluids in me. Then they decided to do a second IV in my other arm. I was so out of it, and all I could hear was "Mindy keep your eyes open." It was crazy. I must have lost a lot of blood.
Anyways we got to the hospital and I was doing a little better, my blood pressure came up and the IV's kept stopping and wouldn't keep flowing, but I was ok so they got me up to maternity and turned me over to them.
Dustin showed up minutes later. The baby was ok thank goodness, moving and everything, no contractions and the heart rate was good. So yay for that. I was releived. Just the thought of being a week too early to deliver here and having to be flown out etc etc. But I didn't freak out and didn't want to worry until I knew what was going on.
Well the doctor came in and checked me, I wasn't bleeding anymore since I didn't take the towel off the entire time. She wanted to make sure everything was ok internally and find out where I was bleeding from and turns out.... I had an inch tear on my labia. Yep I ripped myself open. Which I kind of figured I did because I could feel it. But of course I was worried about the baby, because any kind of fall when pregnant that ends up in bleeding, can be scary. I wasn't too worried though and could tell it was on the outside because it hurt, and stung and I remembered that feeling from after delivering Kyla. They didn't stitch me because it was already closing on it's own and they didn't want to put me through the pain of it all.
So I feel like an idiot.
You know, it's just one of those common things, where you fall and rip your va-j-j open and bleed everywhere and end up in the hospital!! My sisters like, "your so stupid!" ha.
What a freak accident and of course it had to happen to me and yes i'm blogging about it. So i'm in pain and can't move. I feel like I just had a baby trying to heal, but have no baby!
I hope this helps other women out there and brings some awareness and prevents it from happening to them. Just kidding. I have to laugh now because I always have these things happen to me! It could have been so much worse and i'm so lucky. Let's pray for no more drama for the next few weeks.
Only me right?
Ok, now you can laugh.