Last Tuesday, I woke up early in the morning with a pain in my back, right near the kidney by my estimation. In the afternoon, we called the doctor because it wouldn't go away at all, and nothing I did eased the pain. I was afraid to take anything because I am, once again, on antibiotics for a bladder infection (found on Monday that it hadn't gone away), and I didn't know if it would react with aspirin. As a result, I didn't take anyting. The midwife on duty suggested I take the antibiotic and walk around a bit - she wasn't sure from what I was saying that it was the kidney. I followed her advice, but ended up getting sick.
That afternoon, I was admitted to UW hospital. Four hours after I arrived at said hospital they gave me antibiotics to help with the pain. Grrrr. Over 12 hours of pain....*sigh* After running vitals and urine tests..oh yeah, and tapping on my kidney, they surmised that it was 'probably' a kidney infection.
They drew blood too..and inserted a cathetor IV. Let me just say...I hate those things. Let me have a friggin needle. They have to flush it out every few hours with saline...and it hurts. Not only that but it feels funny when the solution enters your hand....cold from the inside. Ew. The stay at the hospital, overall, wasn't bad though. Mom brought me flowers from the garden in a pretty vase she made. I watched some movies on their little movie channel. The food was decent. The only thing was, I didn't get a full night's sleep while there....nurses and other personell kept coming in every 3-4 hrs for things.
The baby is fine - they monitered his heartbeat and my contractions. I have no contractions, which at this point, is fine. I'm not supposed to..and his heartbeat is strong :) He seemed unaffected by the whole ordeal. They also did an ultrasound, verified that he was indeed a boy. The hospital thinks that I'm closer to 26 wks rather than 22 wks. So, I think the due date has changed yet again...this makes the 4th time. I have a follow up appointment at the clinic tomorrow, so I think I'll ask them.
I was released from the hospital on Friday afternoon. Thankfully. The pain stopped after the first dose of antibiotic, so I was kept for observation and return of 'cultures'. I'm just glad I'm all better now.
The weekend was spent relatively uneventfully. We had Pooh for the weekend, got her on Saturday. We all got in the car and went to the Ballard locks, then over to the freemont troll, and last over to Gasworks park. She said she enjoyed the trip, and I hope she did. I had fun, but was a little sore after all the walking. We were supposed to have Pooh all week, but apparently she had day camp this week, so went back to her grandma's yesterday.
Yesterday evening we went to a pagan class we're attending. So far, I'm enjoying it, and the people who attend. Its all review for me thus far, but in the next weeks we're supposed to be more active..which suits me fine. I think what I miss isn't so much the learning in and of itself, but the connection. I begin to feel isolated and stuck on my little path space when I'm not with others of the community. Yes, I live with Pagans, but its not quite the same. And, I did feel some relief when discussing Pagany things with them..but I was still left feeling in a rut.
Today, Kyros came home with news from a local store. They'd love to have us do a discussion night...and I'm thinking it would probably be a good idea. There would be space, and I wouldn't have to stress about having possible strangers over to the house, or the current state of the house. This is good for me :) More on that later though, as there's been no real decision on what we're gonna do.