I had magical plans for Christmas this year. It would be our last Christmas as a family of three. I wanted to make it so special for Mia, one she remembers before she has to share this magical day with her little sister.
That kind of didn't happen for me, Although when ever we ask Mia if she had a good day she says with a huge grin on her face that she loved every moment.
After we went to bed around half 10 (we was anticipating and early morning because Mia was THAT excited!!). We was woken around midnight by some inconsiderate person setting off fireworks - really who sets them off at that time?!
An hour later I wake back up with a horrible sharp pain in my back, I think I have slept funny in the couple of hours I had, had. Anyway, I try moving and getting comfortable and nothing would help. The pain was getting worse. I was crying in pain at one point. It hurt to stand, lay, walk...everything hurt.
I knew I wasn't in labour as my stomach wasn't getting tight - so to me that wasn't an issue. After about an hour I go down stairs and run my self a bath to see if I can relax my self a bit. Between 2am and 4am I had around 3 baths. I couldn't sleep. The pain started getting so sore I started throwing up. I even took some paracetamol and was applying heat where it hurt the most but nothing would work.
At half past 4 in the morning I go back upstairs and wake Gary up. We deiced we're gonna wake Mia up and let her open her Christmas gifts and I'm going to ring the hospital and tell them whats going on as there is no way I could cope with the pain I was in any longer.
After Mia had opened her gifts I went to try and lie down. After about 20 minutes I came back down stairs and rung the hospital. We rung my mum (who was luckily up!) and asked her if she would look after Mia and filled her in on what was happening.
I felt bad that we pretty much rushed Mia through opening her gifts so we could hurry on up and leave to go to the hospital.
I quickly grabbed her some clothes and some other bits and grabbed our camera so my parents could take some photos of her opening their gifts in case I had to stay in.
The drive to the hospital felt like a life time. Every traffic light was on stop. It hurt to sit in the car. We eventually arrived just before 6am and I was set up on the monitor. No contractions and baby was fine. They even gave me an internal with no lube (ouch that hurt!!!) to make sure my cervix wasn't softening and they even took some swabs and did a test to make sure I wouldn't go into labour within the next seven days. (That came back neg - phew!). Blood was also taken but due to the Christmas and bank holidays nothing would get done till they was over.
One of the urine samples I did came back with traces of blood and protein.
They said I had a kidney infection and gave me some co-codomol and antibiotics and to ring back on Tuesday for my results. I could then go home.
I spent the rest of my Christmas and boxing day sleeping. It took a few days before I could even get comfortable. It wasn't how I wanted to spend my Christmas but our baby is OK and Mia had a good time - that's all that matters.
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