Rest, I need rest.

Yesterday was a long and emotional day for me. I woke up in the morning, did my business in the bathroom and noticed that the toilet bowl was full of bright red blood. I started crying and hit the floor on my knees and prayed. Then I called David and asked him to come home and take me to Balboa. David came home and we headed to the Balboa OB clinic. When I got there I filled out a paper and then was told to take a seat to wait. After a while one of the nurses called me back in her office. She had my paper in her hand. The first question she asks me is how do I know I'm pregnant. Are you kidding? I answered that I had taken several pregnancy tests and had had three ultrasounds. She then starts asking about other pertinent things. When she is done asking all her questions she tells me to wait there and she will check and see if anyone would be able to see me, but she warns me as she leaves that they are not a walk in clinic. So after about fifteen minutes she comes back and tells me how busy they are and that I am welcome to wait in the lobby, she tells me there are several patients in front of me and that they would also be helping any emergency patients before I would be seen. I was pissed. Is bleeding not an emergency when you are pregnant. Escpecially given my history and all the medications that I take. I have a very small window of how much I can bleed before something very serious can happen. I told her never mind that I would have my husband take me somewhere where I would receive the care that I needed. I should have sat there and bleed onto their nice chairs. So after leaving Balboa David took me to Sharp ER where I should have went in the first place. There I received blood tests and an ultrasound. Everything looked fine on the ultrasound. There is still a heartbeat. The ER doctor was so kind he even printed Christy her own picture of the baby. I left feeling so much better about everything and with some good instructions. After the ER David brought me home to rest. I spent the rest of the day on the couch downstairs. David had to go in to work but only for a few hours and today he only had to go in for muster then he got to come home so he could be here to help me today. David is so good to me. He really takes care of me. David doesn't cry about very many things, but yesterday hit him hard and he cried a little bit. Today has started out much better. On Thursday I will make another attempt with the Balboa OB clinic. I have an appointment scheduled with one of the doctors. I wonder how long I will wait? Hopefully I will be able to discuss all my concerns with the doctor and get some kind of reassurance of the level of care that I will receive.