Counseling
Here we sit. We're waiting to see our family counselor for the first time since losing Kaidi. I plan to leave most of the talking to Jeff. He needs to get out more emotion than I do.
-- Sent from my Palm Pixi
The Best and Worst Night Ever
We left for our church's annual Memorial Day cookout around 5:30 on Sunday afternoon, May 29th. I was having a few strange pains when we got there, but it was over 100 degrees so I thought that I was possibly getting dehydrated again since I'd just gotten out of the hospital late the night before. We spent about an hour there before I told Jeff that I just didn't feel well and thought we should go home. I was continuing to have the pains, however now going to the bathroom wasn't helping them get any better. We got home around 7:30 and I drank some water and laid on my left side. That way, if I were having false labor, the contractions would stop, and hopefully I'd curb any dehydration that was starting on me again. Laying down helped things for about an hour and a half. Around 9:15, I told Jeff I thought we ought to call Dr. S., just in case he wanted me to be observed or something. After talking with him, we decided to force fluids and wait o...
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