Close Call

Monica had to go to the ER at St. Mary's again today. She's been having pain in her abdomen, and was experiencing other symptoms that are warning signs of potential problems during a pregnancy (I'm being vague for her privacy, and to spare everyone the details.)

Anyway, she tried to make an appointment at her doctor's office, but for some reason they wouldn't see her, and told her to go to the ER again. It's probably a good thing that they did, even though they didn't/couldn't do much at the ER, this early in the pregnancy, because she was apparently in danger of having a miscarriage, something every mother-to-be dreads, and one of Monica's biggest fears at the moment.

The ER doctor put her on bed rest for the next few days, instructing her to take it easy, keep her feet elevated, and basically just rest, and let her body recover. She was a lot closer to a serious problem than any of us realized!

On the plus side of things, the doctor informed her that she WAS still pregnant, and that everything seemed to be okay still, but that she was one of those people that have all sorts of weird (and potentially frightening) things happen to them during pregnancy. The baby is still where it needs to be though, and things are still on course. She's just going to have to take it easier from here on out.

So the crisis was averted this time, and now Monica will be spending the next few days at home relaxing. Something she doesn't get to do very often (and isn't all that great at, as she's always trying to find something that needs to be done!) But when it comes down to a choose between relaxing and getting some rest, and potentially losing her baby, a few enforced days off work sounds pretty good.

Please keep her and our little Sea Monkey in your prayers. Thank you.