some scary stuff

My daughter is being prepped for emergency surgery.

A week ago last Friday she called to tell me that she had been having some serious episodes of sharp pain in her abdomen that left her nauseous and sweating. In between her stomach just plain hurt. Two on Thursday, one on Friday. Saturday no sharp episodes but continued dull ache in her intestinal region. We sort of went over all the things that could be happening but she did not have a fever and was not nauseous except when the pain was intense, was not constipated, did not have diarrhea, no vaginal bleeding.

The first thing I thought was appendicitis but no fever, no nausea. Ectopic pregnancy jumped in my mind and I mentioned it but she has an IUD so neither of us gave it much thought. She didn't mention being late for her period, thought she was due to start soon. No more sharp pains on Sunday just general continued abdominal pain. She went to see her doctor on Monday who said she had blood in her urine and decided she had a bladder infection and gave her a round of antibiotics which did no good what so ever. She still wasn't having the prolonged episodes of sharp pain during last week, just an occasional one. When I saw her on Sunday she didn't look very good and held her belly on the right side almost continually. She was going to call her doctor on Monday.

She called me this morning, said she had had another attack, that she couldn't get hold of her doctor the day before and she couldn't take this any longer and was going to the hospital. Said she would call me in a couple of hours to let me know what was going on.

Well, when I hadn't heard after several hours, I called her husband who had just gotten off the phone with her. He was at home with the kids. Her cell phone didn't work there in the hospital and she had called him using a land line. She does, after all, have an ectopic pregnancy.

I just talked to my SIL. He had received word from her best friend who is there at the hospital with her. He called to tell me that she is being prepped for surgery, that the doctors told her she is lucky to be alive, that she was about 8 weeks along and they usually burst the fallopian tube at six weeks. If things go well, she will be home tomorrow afternoon.

I will be heading to town tomorrow morning as soon as I can. There's no point in going in tonight since she will be in surgery and then in recovery and won't be allowed visitors and Kelly is there with her. There is nothing I can do except be nervous there instead of being nervous here. Tomorrow I will be able to see her and then help take care of her and the kids while my SIL goes to work.

I'm feeling a little guilty since I did not listen to my intuition. When will I learn not to question my inner voice that sends me clear and direct messages. I was afraid this is what it was from the beginning. I should have insisted she go to the hospital last week. I am so thankful it did not burst her fallopian tube and that my SIL urged her to go to the hospital this morning.

So I don't know when I will be back. I may stay for several days or I may bring the kids back with me. Won't know til I get there, til she gets home, til I have her in my arms again.