A Long Story...Shortened...Yet Still Long

We had a little scare last night and this morning. There is no such thing as an "on call" nurse here, so my only option was to call the ER, but they aren't allowed to give any advice over the phone. So it was either drive the 30 minutes to the ER or stick it out til morning. I decided to wait because I didn't think there was much they could do for me in the ER.

This morning I got ahold of someone in the OB clinic. I told them what was going on, got yelled at by a nurse for not going to the ER, and then was told to come ASAP to the lab to get some hormone levels drawn. Of course by this time I'm freaking out and totally emotional. Clint didn't have to be to work until 2, so luckily he was there to calm me down. He couldn't go with me to the hospital, but he ended up calling someone from church to go with me because he wanted me to have some support. She met me at the hospital 30 minutes later and I had my blood drawn around 1130. They told me I could see a dr. at 1245.

Went up to the OB clinic at 1245, finally saw the dr at 145. She did an ultrasound, listened to the baby's heartbeat for a minute, printed me a picture, and then said that everything looks okay and should get better within a week or 2. She said I need to take things extremely easy for the next 2 weeks. Too much activity may (or may not) cause more complications. The dr. didn't sound too worried because my hormone levels are very high, but then she said, "if you're gonna miscarry then you're gonna miscarry, no matter what." Which made me feel a little unsure about things.

So, luckily the baby is alive and well at this point. Clint is leaving tomorrow morning for a 3 week training thing up north, so it might be rough to take it easy. I was supposed to have a playdate with the Primary President from church this afternoon and when I called her to cancel and tell her what was happening she offered to find help for me and is going to look for some people willing to drive out here and help me with Morgan and keep me company.

I'm going back to the hospital for another blood test tomorrow and then again on Tuesday next week for a regular appointment.

If you could...just shoot a pray to the big guy upstairs for our little halfbaked bun. We'd really appreciate it.

We feel so blessed to have met so many amazing people here who care about us, worry about us, and are willing to support us in our times of need. We are so fortunate to be members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day-Saints, where we have met some wonderful friends who lift us up and strengthen us and guide us in the right direction. Who comfort us and give us a spiritual uplifting when we need it. I know that Heavenly Father sent us to this country for a reason and that He has placed these angels in our lives to teach us and guide us and help us understand the reason we're here. I've learned so much in the last 4 months and I'm sure I'll learn a lot more while we're here. I'm overwhelmed with joy and gratitude for all of the things we've been blessed with in our lives. We ARE very blessed and we know that all things come from our Father in Heaven.

Here's a picture of our little stinker winker. Official due date is September 21st. Kind of funny, its the exact same due date as our first pregnancy.