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My Unexpected Hospital Stay

So I just got to go on a wonderful 2 night, 3 day excursion to St. Anthony's due to endometritis (uterine infection). I was feeling so much better on Friday morning, but as the day went on I started to feel short of breath and my stomach started hurting more. We were to check my temp several times a day and I started to run a fever around 4 p.m. which continued to get higher, so my doc wanted to do some labwork in the ER. Plus, my heart rate was around 130 which is not good when you aren't moving...

Friday evenings in the ER are interesting. We had a fat man wearing only underwear roaming around, a very drunk man cursing and yelling, and an inmate who was probably the best behaved of the group. I actually considered vaccinating myself for a variety of diseases after just 10 minutes in the ER and probably still should. So, they started two IV's on me, drew lots of labwork, checked my urine (including a pregnancy test- aren't they funny?) and did a CT scan of my abdomen. Then, my doc came in and did a pelvic exam which showed cervical motion tenderness (aka: pain when moving my uterus) and I even got a rectal exam out of the deal.

So, after several rounds of morphine and zofran I was comfortable and they decided to admit me for further evaluation. They were actually thinking at this point that I would probably be going back in for surgery. They started me on two IV antibiotics (one of which made me break out in hives, so apparently I do have a drug allergy) and then switched it to another one. For my med friends, I was on zosyn and metronidazole. I got lots of attention, particularly during the night, and lots of blood draws which got interesting after about the 5th stick because you do eventually start to run out of veins...

My nurses were incredible and my reproductive endocrinologist proved to be the best doc I've ever had. He was up there checking on me several times a day and even called me about 5 times during my stay to check on me. I was NPO (nothing to eat or drink) during my stay so eating is now a bit of a challenge. Food makes me feel kinda sick so I haven't had anything but broth. I know you have never seen me lose my appetite, but try not to worry. This is one way to get ready for bikini time. Well, I'm home now and just trying not to do too much. Switch your prayers to Aaron now, he had to sleep on a crappy cot and he has got to have some neck and back pain. Plus, he's driving me crazy with his orders to stop trying to do stuff. He's about to go get my meds and he gave me a long list of things I am not to do... Thanks to everyone for the flowers, cards, p.j's, clothes, and even just support. You are all the greatest!!! And a special thanks to Mendy and Adam for hanging out with us in the ER once I ruined our dinner plans. Let's not ever do that again!!!

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  1. Gracious Amber...you've been through sooo much!! But in true Amber style, your sweet bubbly personality shines through it all. Jason and I are definitely keeping you and Aaron in our prayers. We're also praying that all those doctors are able to get a baby Stachmus into this world ASAP!! :)

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