A hospital visit

It's taken me a week to get around to writing about it, but last Saturday, at around 10am, I started to have the most PAINFUL abdominal pain, ever. It quickly took over and pulled me down towards the floor. Not knowing what the pain was, or why i was having it, my female self opted for the "see if a hot bath can fix it" technique. It certainly helped a bit, but I was still unable to walk, which meant I turned to the second "fix it" option....a nap!!

A nap didn't help much, although I am so tired all the time recently, I did enjoy it. The pain continued, so I finally picked up the phone to speak to my midwife.

Well, she doesn't work Saturdays... typical! Instead I suppose I shall phone the local hospital for help, which was also equally as useless. My City has a population of about 45,000 people, yet we do not have ANY provisions for giving birth or even essential antenatal care, as the baby unit closed at 3.30pm. GREAT.
Eventually the phone rang through and I reached Dover baby unit. They suggested I go along to see them. Okay, 45 minutes away, fair enough I will drop my 2 year old off at his grandparents, I'm sure we won't be long...WRONG.

They thought it seemed like I had a pulled muscle or ligament. Fair enough. But they tested my urine straight away and there was a "significant amount of blood" in it, they couldn't help there as its not a proper hospital. So I was sent to Margate hospital...another 50 minutes away. GREAT. I puked on the way too, so we had to find a bin to put my puke filled nappy sack in before we went inside the hospital. EW.

Another urine test (man, I'm so glad I can pee on command!) revealed, yet again, I must have a wee infection.
We hung around at Margate for another 3 hours before a foreign male doctor said I needed a speculum, to which I ran out the door. I already knew I had a pulled muscle and a wee infection, I wasn't sure what a speculum would help with?!

Fingers crossed I won't see a hospital again until I give birth!!!

Pregnancy delights!

So this is my second pregnancy, and I have noticed that when these things I sarcastically refer to as "pregnancy delights" occur, I suddenly remember that they happened in my first pregnancy too, but my clever little mind has obviously decided it would be best to erase them from my memory. I guess that is normal, and women would probably have difficulty in wanting to go through another pregnancy if they were still able to remember ALL of those pregnancy delights...! Labour included!! Anyway, the reason I write this now is because LEG CRAMPS revisited last night. I woke from a deep sleep with a horrible horrible feeling in my left leg, I wasn't sure what to do to get rid of it...do I just wait, walk on it, or stretch it? I opted for the stretching, and after the pain became worse, it soon passed and I was able to lie down and carry on with my dreams. But jeez! I had honestly forgotten all about those darned leg cramps. But in the middle of the night, "bananas help" soon flashed into my mind. I will regoogle this later to check. I had leg cramps first time around, and they were SO bad in the third trimester, one night I woke up shouting "f*ck!!!" and my boyfriend thought I had gone into labour so he quickly shrugged off a "it's leg cramp" cry and went back to bed leaving me alone in my leg cramp hell. Another pregnancy delight I suffered badly from was Restless Leg Syndrome. IT EXISTS!! (Taken from www.babycenter.co.uk) What it is If you feel an uncontrollable urge to move your legs to relieve crawling, tingling, or burning sensations, you probably have restless legs syndrome (RLS). It sounds absurd, I know, but combined with leg cramps, general uncomfortableness (dammit huge bump) it meant I averaged only a few hours sleep a night. Waking up for work was a struggle to say the least! Restless Leg Syndrome hasn't come back yet, but I sincerely hope that is one pregnancy delight that stays far far away! Sam