3 pregnancies, 1 baby

I'm very grateful my first pregnancy went well. I have a sweet little boy, and adore him! Never did I dream that in February I would find out my baby had no heart beat at 9 weeks, that I would undergo a d&c, then get pneumonia at the same time. It has now been 3 months. Just yesterday I was in the shower, when suddenly I doubled over in pain. It was literally that quick. I didn't even have the strength to get dressed. I just crawled out of the shower and onto my bed. Thank heavens Josh was asleep!!! I grabbed my phone and called my husband. I begged him to come home right away, that something was wrong with me. He made it home through memorial day traffic in 40 minutes from Salt Lake. When he got home, Joshua was just waking up. Matt helped me to the bathroom, but I couldn't stay up long. Everything was going dark, I could see spots before my eyes, and sounds were becoming muffled. I lay down on the bathroom floor, and Matt got a pillow for my head. He then went to find me some clothes so he could take me to the emergency room. I tried to sit up again, but got so sick to my stomach and everything went black again. Matt had to carry me to the car. The pain in my stomach was excruciating! At the hospital, I had Matt go in and ask for a stretcher. They brought out a wheelchair. Matt picked me up and put me in the wheelchair, where I did my best to lay sideways. The triage nurse took me in to get my vital signs and ask admit questions. I don't remember much of what she asked. Since I was sitting up sounds were all muffled, and my ears were ringing. All I could see was dark spots in front of my eyes. I just kept begging her to let me lie down. The pain was unbearable, and I felt like I was dying. My blood pressure was too low to register. Finally, they wheeled me into the back and let me lie down. It was still very painful, but as long as I lay on my right side, I wasn't sick or passing out. My blood pressure was reading 60/40's consistently. The EMT kept saying that he was sure it wasn't an accurate blood pressure, but they wouldn't let me get any pain medicine unless they got a higher reading. They kept making me turn to my back, but it hurt so bad I always rolled back to my right side. Finally, they had one reading of 100's/60's, and gave me pain medicine. After this it went right back down to 60/40's. An ultrasound tech came and took me for an ultrasound. He kept pressing on my stomach, and it killed every time he did. I asked if he saw anything. "I'm not allowed to tell you what I see." I can't get upset with him for this. I work at a hospital, and know that technically you are not allowed to diagnose or read reports, it must be the physician that does this. He did say that it answered a lot of questions. They called my OB, and soon I was going back to surgery. Dr Bean told me he believed it was an ectopic pregnancy, and my tube had ruptured. He said he would probably open me up to do surgery, but may be able to do just laproscopic surgery. They never gave me any more pain medicine because my blood pressure then was staying 50-60/30-40. Finally, I was put out for surgery, and had never been so grateful in my life! No more pain! When I came around after surgery, I was receiving my 2nd unit of blood. My family was there, and it was wonderful to see them! My parents took Josh for the night, and Matt slept in the room with me. I have now had a total of 3 units of blood, but my hematocrit is still going down. It is currently 24.7, so I'll have it redrawn in the morning. For now, I'll try to rest, but it really sucks! 3 pregnancies, and 1 baby! But at least I have the most adorable little boy. And the doctor told me my other ovary looks just fine, so he doesn't think I'll have problems getting pregnant again. I pray so, though I think I'll give myself a few months before trying again!!!