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Sunday, October 24, 2010

and it gets stranger...

So, it's been a pretty uneventful pregnancy, at least until Friday. Friday morning, I woke up before Connor and thougt I would take advantage of a little leisurly bathroom time - no audiance and all. Well - I couldn't go! No I mean it! I could eak out a drop here and there - but I couldn't GO! I needed to, too. Then Connor woke up and I kept trying, and the more I tried the worse it got.  I called the doctors office and said "I can't pee!" and the nurse told me to drink water on my way in.

I felt bad because Connor's breakfast consisted of a Nutra Grain bar while I got dressed and found him cloths and tried again and agian to "go." When we got to the office I had managed to drink a little water, and to say nature was calling would be an understatement. I ended up in tears and whisked to the back when the receptionist asked how I was today. Well there was a lot more trying while my favorite nurse, Anne, wrangled Connor and fed him Saltines. Finally  I couldn't take anymore and I was begging for help. A doctor finally came in, did an ultrasound to make sure I did in fact have to pee (as if I don't know that feeling!) and FINALLY gave me a catheter. The relief was immediate and profound. They managed to drian 1300cc (1000cc is a liter) and sent me home for the weekend with the catheter.

I feel like an idiot again because no one at the office seems to have ever encountered a pregnant woman who can't pee. I remember one morning while I was pregnant with Connor haveing a similar experience, but I managed to "go" before I started for the office and they couldn't find a cause. It didn't happen again until this pregnancy. For the last week or so I had been having trouble but always managed to get past it - and then came Friday.

They'll take the catheter out tomorrow and we'll see if I can "go" on my own. They don't seem to know why or have an underlying cause for my condition. However, I have decided that this catheter CAN NOT be a long term solution to the problem. It has been painful and restrictive and made me miserable all weekend. It may be fine for someone sitting in a chair or laying in a bed for most of their time, but it is not compatible with chasing Connor.

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