False Call
It was about 6:00 pm Monday night and I was watching TV with the family. I thought ouch then another ouch. Really I didn't think much of it but then I was like oh man. My contractions started they were 8-10 minutes apart. I sat there breathing and thought maybe it is time. I had Jason start to gather things and get Logan's stuff together. I waited until they were 6-8 minutes apart and called my dad to tell him we were bringing Logan over. I wanted to jump in the bath and shave my legs. I know I am weird about things like that but I knew I had time. My dads house is about 10 minutes from the hospital and I felt better being close. We arrived at his house about 8:30 pm and I decided to wait till the contractions were closer together. I wanted to stay under control and focused. I did not want to scare Logan or make him think that mommy was in pain. At about 10:00 pm the contractions were about 5 minutes apart and a lot harder. I told Jason that we probably needed to head that way. I wanted to put Logan in his pj's and tuck him in for the night. Of course he was excited to sleep over at PAPA's house. He understood where we were going and what was happening. I didn't want him to feel like we just left him. I told him that he would meet bubba in the morning if he decides to come tonight. Jason and I left for the hospital at 10:30 pm. I texted my best friend to let her know we were on the way to the hospital. We got to the ER and had to fill out paperwork . Do they really think that someone in labor is in her right mind to read and sign paperwork. Finally she said you can go up to labor and delivery!
Jason and I got on the elevator and I said I hope this is it. We checked in at the window with a cold nurse that was not friendly. They showed us to our room and asked a million questions. I got hooked up to the monitors and checked. I was still dilated to a 2.5 but I was 75%. At least I had some change for all that work. The contractions continued 3-5 minutes apart. The nurse that was not so friendly continued to be not so friendly. Come on if you are going to be a nurse on an OB floor at least like your job. No one came back to check on us until what seemed like forever. The floor was not busy and the other nurse that asked the questions stated this to me. She said it has been a slow night. I was hoping for warm smiles and great care. In return I got less then great care and a nurse that was less then friendly. She came back in at about 2:15 pm to check me. She said oh guess you are still having contractions but you don't seem in labor. Really did you just say I am not in labor because it sure felt like it to me. Honestly don't tell a pregnant lady it is not labor because they are called labor pains for a reason. Then I heard the words that I didn't want to hear you are still a 2.5 and I will call the Doctor. A different nurse came back in and said you will need to get dressed and see the nurse at the window. Hello you could explain to me why you are sending me home with contractions 3-5 minutes apart. I wanted to burst into tears. I know this is my second child and I should feel prepared but I was not. I looked at Jason and he could tell I was not happy. As we walked out of the hospital I was nervous. The contractions continued on the way home but did not get worse. We arrived back home at 3:00 am. I laid awake in bed still having contractions. They finally stooped at about 4:30 am. What a long night to come home empty handed. To be continued.........
Jason and I got on the elevator and I said I hope this is it. We checked in at the window with a cold nurse that was not friendly. They showed us to our room and asked a million questions. I got hooked up to the monitors and checked. I was still dilated to a 2.5 but I was 75%. At least I had some change for all that work. The contractions continued 3-5 minutes apart. The nurse that was not so friendly continued to be not so friendly. Come on if you are going to be a nurse on an OB floor at least like your job. No one came back to check on us until what seemed like forever. The floor was not busy and the other nurse that asked the questions stated this to me. She said it has been a slow night. I was hoping for warm smiles and great care. In return I got less then great care and a nurse that was less then friendly. She came back in at about 2:15 pm to check me. She said oh guess you are still having contractions but you don't seem in labor. Really did you just say I am not in labor because it sure felt like it to me. Honestly don't tell a pregnant lady it is not labor because they are called labor pains for a reason. Then I heard the words that I didn't want to hear you are still a 2.5 and I will call the Doctor. A different nurse came back in and said you will need to get dressed and see the nurse at the window. Hello you could explain to me why you are sending me home with contractions 3-5 minutes apart. I wanted to burst into tears. I know this is my second child and I should feel prepared but I was not. I looked at Jason and he could tell I was not happy. As we walked out of the hospital I was nervous. The contractions continued on the way home but did not get worse. We arrived back home at 3:00 am. I laid awake in bed still having contractions. They finally stooped at about 4:30 am. What a long night to come home empty handed. To be continued.........
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I so know how you feel! I am so very sorry... because I truly know what you were feeling and going through (this is why I bawled in the office to Shelley one day).
Good Luck!!