BLASTED HOSPITALS

So for many of you I know you kind of knew what was going on this last weekend. Well, here is all that happened.
* Started Saturday morning. I was sitting on the couch and all of the sudden had to throw up! Like big time! I didn't even make it to the bathroom and I threw-up harder than I ever had before (I know kinda gross to share, but there is a reason for sharing that). Felt ok the rest of the day so Russ and I went out and ran a bunch of errands and went to dinner.
* Sunday Morning. Woke up with a weird pain in my front left side. Just kind of pushed it off like it was nothing. Russ and I were straightening up the house and I shut Beckhams closet doors (which are mirrors) and saw that my eyes looked a little red. Pulled down my eye lid, and NO they were not a little red, they were vampire blood red all over the bottom of my eye. Talk about freaky! Never seen anything like it in my life. Not sure what to think, and with the pain in my side we ran to St. Marks emergency room. Get there they hook me all up and we discuss the events that led to this and they decided it was from throwing up so hard (why I shared that piece of info with yall). I had apparently thrown up so hard I broke the blood vessels around my eyes and with the low blood platelets I have that was the result. It is pretty nasty!
* Sunday in the hospital. So while I am all hooked up to monitors and they think the eye thing is no big deal I start contractions. Yup, every three minutes. They check me and I am dilated to a 1 and a 1/2. Not good since I am six weeks early. The nurse does a test on me that if it comes back negative then I have a 99% chance baby is not coming for 2 weeks. Comes back negative. So we think good, but they couldn't stop the contractions. They gave me a shot that usually always works. Didn't work. They gave me fluids that should work. Didn't work. Then they try their last trick, some drug and morphine. Didn't work. My contractions kept coming on strong. Luckily it didn't do anything to dilate me even more. And finally after a few hours they just slowed and stopped on their own. Sent us home!
Monday Morning: Woke up with this horrible pain in my side. Called labor and delivery. They said wait until my Dr. appointment at 4. About a half an hour later the pain was getting so bad, I called Dr. anyway. They told us to come right down. My Dr. ran some tests and it was a kidney infection and/or stones. The pain was so bad I couldn't even walk. They wheeled me down to Labor and Deliver to get me on antibiotics and major drugs. The pain was so bad that even morphine wasn't doing the trick. They did an ultra sound on me and sure enough, there were two kidney stones. YUCK! So for the entire day I was drugged up trying to get rid of the stones and the pain. With no luck either!
Tuesday: Woke up still in pain and was told I would be there another night :( About 11:00 I took a percaset (spell?) and that was the last amount of meds I took. For some random reason, the pain just stopped. We never found the stones, but I have been fine since. They did let me go home about 6:00 that night.
What a crazy few days!
*** Special thanks to Julie Bressler, who not only taught her class, but also got everything ready for subs to teach my class for 3 days! ABSOLUTELY AMAZING!!! She is my hero!! ***