"Even if for just a short time, we cherished every moment." -meads


The past weeked has been anything but normal. Friday morning, Ryan called from work so sick. He had food posioning from either a sandwich or a taco I fixed him, we haven't determined which. So I picked him up and came home. Around five o' clock that evening I noticed some changes with my pregnancy that doesn't usually happen... bleeding. It scared me really bad. Ryan jumped off the couch as soon as I told him and we headed off to the hospital. We first went to a clinic, then found our way to the ER. I drove and Ryan through up on the way. It was wild.
We checked into the ER and found ourselves there for 4 & 1/2 hours. Ryan was in the bathroom most of the time. After so long, and my condition not really getting better or worse we decided to go home and wait it all out. Around 11:30 it became really bad and I knew that I would cause a wreck if I drove and Ryan couldn't even stand, let alone drive, so I called an ambulance. They treated me so good and got me back to the Emergency Room.
As they were checking me back in one of the nurses who helped me said, "You were just here! Why did you leave ?" I was so nervous at this point and realized it was not smart to have left, yet they were just calling my name as we arrive. I would have waited there 6 &1/2 hours before getting a room, let alone seeing the doctor. I have never had such a rude person in my life as that nurse. She sent me back out into the waiting area to wait, this time at the bottom of the list. It was what the ambulance medics called "her form of punishment" for me leaving. Ridiculous ! Ryan couldn't take any of it any more and walked up to the window and told the nurses, "My wife needs to see a doctor, NOW!" A nurse came out and took us into the back room and told us there was nothing they could do for our situation. I was having a miscarriage and it is simply going to happen. I went into the restroom and came out with my rag which I had been using and had him throw it away. The nurse then realized how much blood I was losing and said, "We just got an opening, come with me." Ryan and I looked at each other and were comforted.
I waited in my room from midnight to seven the next morning still without seeing a doctor. I was in the most pain I have ever been in ( an insight to real labor pains). Around three or four in the morning they finally gave me some medication to ease the pain and I fell fast asleep. During this whole process I knew that there was little that could be done for me and felt at peace. I knew that everything would be okay and that even though this little child was not to come to earth at this time, others would. I can't even describe the comfort I had. It was a huge blessing.
When the doctor finally came in around seven thirty in the morning, the whole process was over. They checked my to make sure nothing was wrong with me and informed me that I was very healthy and should not worry. It was exactly what we needed. We left the hospital around noon that day.
Coming home all we wanted to do was sleep. We opened the door to find a note from our friend who came to check on our puppy that said, "We didn't want any more carpet ripped up so we put her in the bathroom" We both looked at each other and said, "oh no.." Sure enough Cali had ripped up the carpet from the bedroom door where it was closed. We couldn't believe it. Ryan spend the next few hours trying with all his might to fix the carpet. Nothing worked. We both went to bed exhausted.
Looking back on this experience, we both feel that we are handling it well. Ryan is back at work today and I am feeling good. We are sad about our loss, but know that it has opened many doors for us, especially that of more preparation to be parents. We are so grateful for the Gospel of Jesus Christ and for the peace that comes from knowing we can have strength in our times of trial. We love our families and are so grateful for their support, love and prayers at this time. I love my husband so very much and have grown so close to him. I know he is going to make and amazing father someday.

With much love to all,

- Whitney Mead