I've got a nice long story to share, so settle in and enjoy some reading (the ending is happy - I promise).
A few weeks ago - back in March, Scott and I went on a date with some friends. We had fun at dinner and saw a really good movie ("I am Number 4"). During the movie I started to feel kind of weird - I had a kind of tightness in my chest, but didn't think too much of it. The next morning was Sunday, and we don't have church until 1:00, so it was a lazy morning. I was still having this weird feeling when I would try to take a deep breath, but it wasn't really getting worse so I wasn't worried about it. We went about our normal Sunday business and went to bed. The next morning, I had to run up to the school district office. The deposit for full day kindergarten was supposed to be paid the previous Friday, and I had totally spaced it - so I made sure that I was at the district office as soon as it opened to drop off the deposit. While I was driving home I realized that I was really having a hard time breathing. Every time I would try to take more than just a shallow breath, pain would shoot up through my chest and into my right shoulder. It was definitly getting worse. When I got home, I told Scott I think I needed to go to the doctor, so he made arrangements for the kids and I called the doctor, and was luckily able to get in pretty quickly.
I had to wait, what seemed like forever to be called back to see the doctor. I hate going to the doctor on Monday's because it's always so crazy, and this Monday was no exception. After waiting for about 30 minutes, I was finally called back and went through all my symptoms with the nurse, and then with the doctor. Once finished, the doctor listened to my lungs, which were clear, and then said she'd like to run several tests, including an EKG and X-rays, and depending on what those showed, perhaps a CAT scan. So, the nurse hooked up the EKG, which turned out to be totally normal. Then the doctor asked if there was any chance I could be pregnant before they sent me down for x-rays. I shrugged her off and said there was like a 2% chance, but she insisted on a pregnancy test, just to be sure. So, I headed down to the lab and peed into a cup and left it in the little cubby in the bathroom and went back out to the waiting room to wait some more. About 20 minutes later, the technician called me back for x-rays. As I walked into the room and turned around, waiting for my instructions, the technician said "I'm sorry, but we can't perform x-rays today, your pregnancy test came back positive."
That's me being in total shock waiting for those words to sink in.... The first I said was "did you mix my urnine up with someone else's?" The technician didn't even crack a smile. She just handed me the test results and sent me back upstairs to see the doctor. So - that's how we found out that, yes, I am indeed pregnant. I was in such shock when I saw the doctor, that she offered to have a blood test done to confirm the urine results. (which also came back positive)
You see - ever since Jackson was born, I've had the impression that we would have one more child. Scott has not been on that same page, but he told me that I had until his 40th birthday (which is coming up in June) - after that he was done. So, last spring, I started going back to acupuncture and tracking my basal body temperature, and taking prenatal vitamins, and doing all those tricks that had helped in the past. Then December came and went, and I didn't get pregnant (both my boys have September birthdays...) I was a little disappointed, but Scott and I had been asked to be a Ma and Pa for our Stake's Youth Conference Trek at Martin's Cove this coming summer, so I was super excited about that and Scott extended my deadline until the end of 2011. So, I stopped going to acupunture, and I stopped tracking my temperature and I started working out harder on the treadmill so I would be in good enough shape for Trek. So, you can imagine my surprise...
We are so thrilled to welcome a new addition. My due date is November 15th and I am thrilled to soon be through the first trimester and very hopeful that I will start feeling better soon. We've had fun telling our families, and even bought a "Big Bro" shirt for Jackson (there is a picture on this blog with him wearing that shirt - and no one even commented on it!!)
By the way - the doctor diagnosed me as having Pleursy, which is when the sac lining your lungs swells and makes it hard to breathe. She said I must have caught a virus that caused it, and that if it didn't go away within a week to come back. Luckily, it did and I've been able to breathe just fine while I've been throwing up - so that's all good.
So - that's my long story. Kuddos, if you made it all the way through!
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