Sex... love... uh oh's

Update

I'm sorry for not posting for so long! You guys are so awesome, thank you for your concern. On Wednesday I went to the Dr. and got a blood test to see if I was pregnant. They told me it would be a day or 2 before I could get the results. I went back to work, and late in the afternoon started getting cramps. They started out pretty normal, but by the time I got home all I wanted to do was curl up on my bed and cry. I took Advil, but it didn't touch the pain. Then I started having really bad bleeding with clots. Which is a very bad sign. Patterson called and I told him what was going on so he told me to call the Dr and call him back, he also said he would drive down that night to be with me. So I called the Dr, crying my eyes out, and the answering service said they'd page him. I waited like 15 minutes and he wasn't calling back so I called my mom, she said to call 911 and have an ambulance take me to the ER since I couldn't drive, and didn't have anyone close to drive me. I did, they came and I'm curled up on the couch still crying. My vitals were all jacked up, my blood pressure was 180/114 (i normally run 90/60), my oxygen level was at 76% (you're never supposed to be below 90%), and my pulse was 114. So they gave me some oxygen put me in the ambulance and we were on our way. While in the ambulance, my piece of shit, asshole, quack of a doctor called back. I told him too late I'm on my way to the ER, he asked what happened so I told him and he goes "Yeah, you're losing the baby. Go ahead and go to the ER." My crying had subsided a bit, but when he said that I lost it and hung up on him. How fuckin insensitive can you be? I wish I could take his fuckin knees out. Anyway, we get to the ER, they wheel me in, and they're really packed, there were people everywhere. The nurse tells the paramedic "She's gonna have to go through triage, we have a full house tonight." Tell me the paramedic did not wheel me out to the waiting room and leave me there! I was like oh hell no! They gave me a clip board to start filling out the forms. After I was done, I called Patterson. I told him what happened and he responds by saying he can't come because he has a really important appointment in the morning. I was PISSED! No, not just PISSED, but FUCKING PISSED! I was like, fine, i have to go. He had the nerve to ask if I was mad. I was like yes I'm mad, I'm in the ER, BY MYSELF, might be having a miscarriage with your baby, and you can't come because you have an appointment in the morning??? Jump in a cab and take it straight to hell! So, to make him jealous, I told him I was going to call Cop to be with me. It worked ; ) But, he still did nothing about it. He was like, ok, well call me back (in his sad ass voice). So I called Cop, and he was like oh my god! Are you ok??? What can I do??? He lives like an hour and a half away now, so he called his mom to come sit with me because it would be a lot quicker for her to come than him. I love his mom to death, so I felt really good knowing she was coming. Once she got there I turned my phone off, mostly because I didn't want to hear from Patterson, and I wanted him to worry. Then maybe he would get his god damn priorities straight. So they did blood work, and an ultrasound, and confirmed that I did have a miscarriage. I was there from 7pm-2am, then Cop's mom said she's not letting me stay alone at my apartment so she took me back to her house with her and I stayed the night there. The next day Cop came to pick me up and take me home. It was so good to see him again! When I finally checked my voicemail, there was 3 from people at work saying they're worried and to call, 3 from Patterson saying he's worried, how sorry he is, and basically kissing my ass, and one from my sister saying "what's going on??? I called your work and they said they're worried about you, that you left a message from the ER at 1:30am, and haven't heard from you since. What happened? Are you ok? Where are you?? Call me or I'm sending your brothers out there!" I was like oh shit, so I called her first. Then I called my work, and THEN Patterson. I made sure to ask him how his "important appointment" was, and he said he didn't go because he was worried, and trying to get a hold of me. He said he wanted to come be with me, but had no idea where I was. Wonk wonk wonk, whatever. That was Thursday evening. First thing Friday morning he shows up at my apartment, and said he would stay as long as I needed him to. All weekend he waited on me hand and foot, it was definitely very nice. He's still here now, and coming to pick me up for lunch in about an hour. Overall it was a good weekend, and he's made it up to me quite nicely. Now I'm at work, totally behind, and un-motivated (is that a word?). Sorry for making you guys worry. It was rough, but I'm gettin through it, and going to be just fine.

posted by EIizabeth @ 8:13 AM