False Alarm???

A few days ago, I noticed slight swelling in my right foot. I didn't think much of it, just tried to keep it elevated at work then at home that night. It stayed only slightly swollen through the day, so that was good. That evening, Aryvia & Kate came over for dessert and Joker. Side note, Kate & I stomped the guys! Whoohoo!!! :)

By the end of the night, both feet were noticably swollen and slightly purple! Well, before going to bed, I told Russell that I was going to call my dr's office, just to leave a message, so that they know what's going on and check in with me the next morning. It was already 10:30, and I was tiring out fast! So, I'm thinking...a quick call, then off to bed!

Not so fast...I leave a message with the answering service, the doctor-on-call calls me back immediately! I was actually impressed! I shared what I was experiencing, and she said it could be one of two things: a blood clot in my right leg or pregnancy-induced hypertension. She went on...recommending that I come in to Labor & Delivery to spend the night so that they could run tests and she could see me before I checked out the next morning.

My thoughts..."You've got to be kidding! This is enough to give me hypertension...going into the hospital just to stay up all night long while people run tests on me! I'll never sleep! Russell won't either! Come on, already! This is merely signs of late pregnancy! It wasn't supposed to go this far! Are you serious!?!?!"

My verbal response, "Uh, I'm sorry, Dr, but I don't think it's necessary for me to come in (pausing so not to be rude or start laughing!!)," to which she responded that I don't have to follow her suggestion, but she still has to make that recommendation. She told me that she'd call Labor & Delivery and have a room ready for me, to which I responded, "Thank you, but I don't think we'll be coming in." Click.

Russell was kind of excited...hoping we could go in and induce! He was ready to load our hospital bags! That might have been fun, but I was {practically} thinking that as conservative as our Dr's practice is, there's very little chance for that!

I called two girlfriends...Jenn & Katie, thank y'all for your input.

The night only gets more entertaining...Katie listened and then wouldn't talk to me :) until I got my blood pressure checked. So, I hung up, and Russell drove me down the street to the fire station. No one was sitting at the front desk, and he hated to ring the front bell and potentially awaken all the firemen, so we drove down to the nearest Walmart! It was 11:00, and no other pharmacies were open at that time. We walked down to the blood pressure machine at Walmart's pharmacy, checked my blood pressure twice, and it was just fine! :) PRAISE THE LORD!

I just wanted to get home and go to sleep! I'd just elevate my fat feet! :) So I did, and all was well the next day!

Great story, no pictures! :) You don't want to see my size-11 feet, anyway. ;) (Before you think anything about that size, just think what a firm foundation I stand on!)