Really sad week

Well this has been a really sad/bad week for me....and for the whole Prince clan. It started on Monday evening when I started spotting. I was at bible study and the ladies there reassured me that it was probably very normal. I sighed and prayed they were right. Tuesday it got a little worse and I went into the Air Force Academy clinic where they had me fasting....and I arrived and drank the glucose drink....waited an hour & 1/2 and then went in for them to draw my blood. Well the airman started pulling out vile, after vile and after vile.....and I started to freak a little. He even seemed shocked....so we counted them. There were 11 viles to draw blood! 11!! That is insane! The stinking AF hasn't figured out that you can use 1 vile of blood to test more than one thing!! Needless to say.....after I had been fasting and it was then 1:45pm.....drank a drink that spiked my blood sugar through the roof....and then drew 11 viles of blood....I wasn't feeling so hot. I warned the young guy that I felt like I was going to pass out.... so he told me to lean over the arm rest. Next thing I knew, I had passed out and he was tapping me on the shoulder and asking me if I was alright. I obviously wasn't alright. He didn't even know I had passed out....he thought I was resting....so there is no telling how long I layed there. When they were finally able to get me to open my eyes....I then warned them that I felt like I was going to throw up.....which I did. What fun.......so when I finally got some color back into my face and was able to walk....I went out into the waiting room where I had to inform Keith what had happened (since they had not bothered to let him know) He of course had been wondering why I had been back there for 30 minutes! Anyway....the rest of that day I was shot.

Well Keith and I had already decided to switch me to Tricare Standard so that I could pick a civilian Dr of my choice....and say goodbye to the military doctors for this pregnancy. It would mean some money out of pocket but we decided it would be worth it....if nothing else so we wouldn't have to drive an hour each way to the Doctor....that is crazy. So I changed to an awesome Dr whom I have had several women recommend. Since I had been spotting I called and made an appointment for an ultrasound for Friday.....but that Wednesday rolled around and the bleeding was worse AND Keith was supposed to leave on a retreat that Thursday. (why can't anything be simple?) So I asked if I could come in that day and have the ultrasound. They got me in....and needless to say I didn't get the warm fuzzies from the technician. She didn't say anything the whole time....except to ask at the end if I was certain on my date of my last period. I said yes....which I was certain. So....I knew something was wrong.

We walked out to the car and got a call from my Dr asking me if I would go to the lab and have my pregnancy hormone levels tested. So I marched up stairs and had it tested. From that moment on, I couldn't stop crying the rest of the day. My bleeding got WAY worse, the cramping turned to severe, and the back pain started. So I knew.

I went in today and they tested my blood levels again. So Wednesday my pregnancy hormone levels were at 7,350 and today (2 days later) they are 1,200. So it has been confirmed. I had a miscarriage. I never thought that would happen to me. I have had two children with no problems.....it makes you question everything. So anyway this week has been an emotional roller coaster. I don't know how woman ever get the strength to try again.