September 2011

Three weeks after having Crew I had to have my I had my gal bladder removed.  I had six stones that I thought were going to kill me!  Let me explain...I remember waking up one night and I had the worst pain in my chest and upper back.  I thought I was having heart problems.  I remember taking some heartburn medication thinking it was severe heartburn.  I was able to get myself back to sleep and was fine the next day. 

Two nights later, 1:00am it came back with a vengeance and this time I was really scared and in pain!  I would take labor pain over this pain ANY day!  I remember sitting in bed contemplating on waking Ryan up, getting Crew ready and going to the hospital.  Before I new it Ryan woke up and asked if I was ok.  I told him I was not and that I was in a lot of pain.  I told him there's no way this is heartburn.  He asked if we needed to go to the hospital and I said yes.  All I could think about was...what if I am having a heart attack and I die, leaving Ryan with a three-week-old baby.  I was so scared, not to mention Crew was due to eat in an hour.  Luckily I had pumped the night before and could take the bottle to the hospital.  As we were getting ready things went from bad to worse in a matter of minutes.  Before I new it I could hardly move or talk.  Ryan asked me multiple time, "do I need to call an ambulance?"  I looked at him and nodded yes because I could not talk the pain was so bad.  Within five minutes the paramedics were here hooking me up to monitors and taking me out the the firetruck.  Yes, I rode in a firetruck/ambulance.  All I could think about was Ryan and Crew and the horrific pain I was in.  I just wanted the pain to stop.  I wanted to go to IMC, but the paramedics said with the amount of pain I was in the wanted to get me to a hospital ASAP so they took me to Pioneer Hospital.  Turns out they took me into the same room Ryan was in after he was hit on him motorcycle...crazy ha!

I finally got drugged up and the pain had subsided to I could finally talk.  Ryan and Crew showed up shortly after I had arrived.  They took me back and did an ultra sound and found the stones.  The doctor mentioned I would probably need my gal bladder out soon.  So he gave me a recommendation and said to go see him first thing that morning...which was a Friday. We then left the hospital at 5am.  Ryan had to go to work at 9am.  I felt so bad because none of us slept that night. 

I went and saw the specialist at 10am that morning, and he scheduled me for surgery for Monday.  So here I was with a three-week-old baby and getting my gal bladder out...WOW!  We all survived and I will say this, for me, child birth is a lot easier than having your gal bladder out! 

I was so excited I made it through pregnancy without a single stretchmarks or C-section, and now I have gal bladder scares...nice!

Here are some pictures of Crew from September 2011.