"God is in charge"

First I want to start off with a Quote I found by Jeffrey R. Holland.
'This is the plan. It will be okay. Just be faithful. God is in charge. He knows your name and He knows your need."

This quote has helped me get through the day today! We have kept this quiet but I am just over 6 weeks pregnant! Late last night around 8:30 PM my lower back really began to hurt. By 11:30pm it had gotten much worse and now my Abdomen and lower pelvic area began having sharp pains (not just on one side) and continued on to horrible cramps. Brandon and I decided it would be best if I head to the ER. He gave me a blessing which helped calm my mind a little. Brandon's parents live only 5 min away so we called them and had them come up to be with Easton.

I arrived at Riverton Hospital ER @ 2:00 AM or so. They got me right back and got some blood work and an IV line started and then the ER doctor (Dr. Hansen) came in. He started to push on my stomach, abdomen and pelvic area. Every place that he touched my cried out it pain. He told me that he wanted to get a Ultrasound and that his concern at this point is a Ectopic Tubal Pregnancy. This made me cry harder. They gave me some morphine and Zofran and then took me to Ultrasound (Brandon came every where with me thank heavens). She did a regular ultrasound to look at the Uterus and see if there was water in my abdomen. Then she said since she could not see the baby in the Uterus she would do a Transvaginal Ultrasound. I could tell that there was something wrong since I knew with how far along I was that she should at least see a sack. The Ultrasound tech was very friendly and made the whole situation easier.

After I got back to my room about 30 min later my RN named Shawn came in to start another IV in my other arm. She was rushing this time so I knew something had to be very wrong. The Dr. came in a couple of min later and said that I had a Ectopic Tubal pregnancy in my left Fallopian tube that had ruptured. My abdomen was full of blood and this was considered an emergency so they would be taking me into surgery immediately. Dr. England was not on call but his coworker Dr. Anders was, she came in and explained that I had a lot of blood in my abdomen which meant that it might be hard to do the surgery with Laperotomy so they most likely would make a small incision along my lower abdomen and then most likely remove my Left Fallopian tube. She said I would be in the hospital for 2-3 days if they did that. She said they were calling Dr. England to see if he could come in and do the surgery.

I had had 2 bags of IV fluids so I definitely needed to urinate. I had already told the nurses but they were busy trying to get me ready for surgery. Brandon so kindly went out and told them and the surgery orderly named Joe came in and said he would take me, but right as he said that the Anesthesiologist came in and explained that he would have to do a cath in surgery since it would be best not to have me sit up. He then proceeded to explain how he would be putting me under. I guess they were waiting for Dr. England cause it was about 30 min before they finally took me into the OR for surgery. By this time I as dancing in the bed and had asked probably 6-7 times if they could please just take me to the bathroom and they said they couldn't. It was so frustrating since it was making my pain much worse. My sweet husband told me while we were waiting in the hall of the OR that there was a staff bathroom right behind us and he would take me there! Such a good husband to offer but they came out and took me to the OR. This was about 5Am, When they had to transfer me from the gurney to the operating bed it hurt SO bad. Between the bladder pain, the low back pain and the abdominal pain I could not move. They ended up having the orderly, surgery tech and Anesthesiologist move me to the bed. Dr. Anders came over and was trying to get me to relax as they were getting me ready and putting oxygen on me. I was pretty worked up. She told me that Dr. England would be there any min. The next thing I remember was a nurse talking to me, I asked when I could see Brandon and she told me about 30 min. I asked her to please have him come back now. They went and got him for me, just in time for me to spew up my dinner from last night. It was not fun at all. He just sat there and held my hand and stayed right by my side. I was very groggy and was in and out of sleep. I noticed that it was about 6:30 AM so my surgery was not to long. At about 8:30 AM they moved me to a regular room but kept me on the gurnie so that I would not have to be charged for the hospital bed.

Dr. England talked to Brandon after the surgery and told him they had to take out the Left Fallopian tube and did not have to give me any blood transfusions. He also said that I should not lift for 3 days. However he did not tell us when he wanted us to follow up.

My RN was Tagen and PCA was Ashley. They were both really nice and helped me to manage my pain and nausea. They said I just needed to stay there until I was able to urinate, keep food down and walk around on my own. Brandon and I both fell asleep. They gave me a Percocet at 10:45am since my incision pain was still really bad. Tagen helped my urinate and then I walked around for a min in my room while waiting for my Percocet. Then I was able to sleep off and on till 1:30 PM when they finally released me. I walked from my room down to our car. I was dizzy but it felt kind of nice to be walking a little.

I had to climb our 3 outside steps to get in our house and it hurt so bad. I was able to eat some lunch and take my pain meds and then I climbed in bed and slept for about 1 1/2-2 hours. I am still groggy and in pain but Brandon has been waiting on me hand an foot. He has taken such great care of me. Him and Easton went and did some shopping for some foods high in fiber and some comfy pants for me to wear. Easton was so proud when he got home to bring me my favorite candy bar and a slurpee to "make mommy feel better"
It was hard seeing Easton, he wanted to run to me and hug me and had a few minutes of not understanding what was going on. He has given me lots of kisses and has been doing great at listening and not touching my abdomen. I showed me my 3 "owies" and it seemed to understand that they hurt.

I am not to sure that what all has happened today has fully hit me yet. I think I am emotionally and physically drained from the hospital. I cried a lot there. I found the quote that is at the top of this post from my Aunt's Facebook page and it has helped me through the day. I know that the Lord is giving us trials to help us grow. I am now just trying to be strong and faithful enough to trust him and learn from this.

Well I will be heading to be and getting some rest hopefully tomorrow and then I will call Dr. England to see what the plan is.

Well I posted all my posts from the past 3 weeks. They are mostly just journal entries for my own personal record but feel free to read through them.