Queenie
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Had a pretty nasty week and just need to have a little moan, beware this is a LONG post!!! Before we start I must say that me and Bean are doing ok today, the little fella is giving my innards a nice kicking at the moment so all is well.
End of March when we were officially moving out of the old house/city I started feeling like I wasn't coping well. As I have a history of depression the medical bods were keen for me to report anything like that so I saw my doctor and was diagnosed with very mild antenatal depression, most likely down to the stress of moving and having to live with inlaws during the pregnancy. Fast forward to Wednesday of this week and I had my initial appointment with the mental health assessment centre (who incidentally confirmed the initial diagnosis and are referring me for some sessions to help deal with stress and fight off any negative stuff before I give birth.)
I was feeling really bad, stomach churning etc but I put it down to nerves based around that appointment. Had the appointment, then did some shopping finishing up with renting most of the library's collection of parenting books! Weds night I started to feel bad. My stomach hadn't settled and I was getting severe back pain. I did my pregnancy yoga DVD which eased it a little, barely ate anything and had an early night. Figured I'd just pulled something carrying those books up the hill to DH's office and my stmach would be fine in the morning.
Woke up yesterday and it was immediately obvious I wasn't any better. My back was even worse, my stomach too and now I was feeling chest constrictions similar to when my asthma flares which it hasn't done in years. I knocked back paracetamol and did my yoga to try and ease up my back but nothing worked. All day things continued to get worse, by mid afternoon I'd also developed a very sore throat, was coughing terribly and feeling sick. When DH got home I went for a bath and felt better as it eased my back and blocked nose which had also come one over the last few hours. I thought I was ok when I got out but after an hour is became obvious that I was worse than ever. I was also worried that Bean had been unnaturally still all day.
At about 9pm I called the midwife assessment centre and described how I was feeling, they immediately advised me to ring the emergency out-of-hours doctor's practice which I did, now in floods of tears as I was in so much pain. They did a telephone assessment and said they wanted me in the hospital to check me and the baby over as they suspected a virus and they booked me an appointment for 15 mins later (we live very nearby!) We grabbed coats and left, after DH told his parents what was going on and they feaked out a bit.
At the hospital I had a pretty comprehensive exam done, twice in the end as the first guy wanted to be sure he hadn't missed anything. They also listened in on Bean who seemed to be happily ignorant of anything going on outside the comfort of the womb! In the end they told me I had been incredibly unlucky and contracted a basic cough/cold along with a stomach bug on the same day I'd most likely pulled a muscle in my back!!! Worst of all, as I'm prenant I'm not allowed any pain killers stronger than basic off the shelf paracetamol!! I was not happy and ended up coming home, doping up on the maximum safe dose and spending most of last night getting to know the inside of the toilet more closely than I'd care to!
I'm glad to say that today I feel much better, except like I went 20 ronds with George Foreman last night and he got to use some of his grills as weapons!! I'm eating little and often, just having toast when I feel like it and my back is very sore, although not within a million miles of the pain it caused yesterday. Taking lots of rest and I don't plan any more day long shopping trips until I'm well recovered from giving birth!
Thanks to anyone who managed to read all that and sorry for wingeing. I do feel guilty as I know people suffer far worse than me but I certainly didn't feel that way yesterday and I needed to get this lot off my chest!
xxx
End of March when we were officially moving out of the old house/city I started feeling like I wasn't coping well. As I have a history of depression the medical bods were keen for me to report anything like that so I saw my doctor and was diagnosed with very mild antenatal depression, most likely down to the stress of moving and having to live with inlaws during the pregnancy. Fast forward to Wednesday of this week and I had my initial appointment with the mental health assessment centre (who incidentally confirmed the initial diagnosis and are referring me for some sessions to help deal with stress and fight off any negative stuff before I give birth.)
I was feeling really bad, stomach churning etc but I put it down to nerves based around that appointment. Had the appointment, then did some shopping finishing up with renting most of the library's collection of parenting books! Weds night I started to feel bad. My stomach hadn't settled and I was getting severe back pain. I did my pregnancy yoga DVD which eased it a little, barely ate anything and had an early night. Figured I'd just pulled something carrying those books up the hill to DH's office and my stmach would be fine in the morning.
Woke up yesterday and it was immediately obvious I wasn't any better. My back was even worse, my stomach too and now I was feeling chest constrictions similar to when my asthma flares which it hasn't done in years. I knocked back paracetamol and did my yoga to try and ease up my back but nothing worked. All day things continued to get worse, by mid afternoon I'd also developed a very sore throat, was coughing terribly and feeling sick. When DH got home I went for a bath and felt better as it eased my back and blocked nose which had also come one over the last few hours. I thought I was ok when I got out but after an hour is became obvious that I was worse than ever. I was also worried that Bean had been unnaturally still all day.
At about 9pm I called the midwife assessment centre and described how I was feeling, they immediately advised me to ring the emergency out-of-hours doctor's practice which I did, now in floods of tears as I was in so much pain. They did a telephone assessment and said they wanted me in the hospital to check me and the baby over as they suspected a virus and they booked me an appointment for 15 mins later (we live very nearby!) We grabbed coats and left, after DH told his parents what was going on and they feaked out a bit.
At the hospital I had a pretty comprehensive exam done, twice in the end as the first guy wanted to be sure he hadn't missed anything. They also listened in on Bean who seemed to be happily ignorant of anything going on outside the comfort of the womb! In the end they told me I had been incredibly unlucky and contracted a basic cough/cold along with a stomach bug on the same day I'd most likely pulled a muscle in my back!!! Worst of all, as I'm prenant I'm not allowed any pain killers stronger than basic off the shelf paracetamol!! I was not happy and ended up coming home, doping up on the maximum safe dose and spending most of last night getting to know the inside of the toilet more closely than I'd care to!
I'm glad to say that today I feel much better, except like I went 20 ronds with George Foreman last night and he got to use some of his grills as weapons!! I'm eating little and often, just having toast when I feel like it and my back is very sore, although not within a million miles of the pain it caused yesterday. Taking lots of rest and I don't plan any more day long shopping trips until I'm well recovered from giving birth!
Thanks to anyone who managed to read all that and sorry for wingeing. I do feel guilty as I know people suffer far worse than me but I certainly didn't feel that way yesterday and I needed to get this lot off my chest!
xxx
