I was doing great on my diet, in fact I got down to 216lbs. I was so happy and proud!! Then I got sick, or so I thought, and wasn't feeling well for over a month. On the off chance I decided to take a pregnancy test. Surprise surprise it came out positive. So what did I do? Take 3 more. All the same results. So I made an appointment with my doctor and everything looked amazing. When I found out I badly freaked out. I wanted another one but after discussing with my husband, we decided not to have another one and that we are fine with the ones we have. So when those tests came back positive I had a panic attack, not a minor one but a major attack. I don't know if it was the fact that it was a surprise, or that this little one will change everything, but it took awhile for the excitement part to hit me.
It's official so we are having another one and this will make 3 for us.
I started having some digestive issues about 2-3 months after I had Fiona. Tony kept telling me to get it taken care of but I kept pushing it off. I don't know if I was scared or the outcome or if I hate doctors but I kept putting it off. Turns out that I should have gotten it taken care of.
On Friday. I started having severe abdominal pain along with some spotting and discharge, so my hubby took me to the emergency room. They did the whole work up and determined that the baby is doing great but with the location of the abdominal pain they did another ultrasound. So after hours of waiting, I have cholecystitis, or gallstones. Turns out that it is very common among women who are pregnant. The gastric banding also increases the chance and being overweight. Of course I have all of those. There are a lot of complications that come with this. I go see my dr on Monday so I am hoping for the best.
