One of Those Nights...

Just posting an update on how my overtime shift at work was going...I am in charge tonight and was helping a nurse with her new patient. In a nutshell, the patient was VERY disoriented and became combative so three of us were in there trying to hold her down in the bed. Unfortunately I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and she caught me right in the belly with her right hook.

Being the ball of emotions that I am, I freaked out and sat down trying to think of what to do next. My good friend Lisa (who just got off maternity leave) called Labor and Delivery for me and they said to come over and get checked out. So she slapped me in a wheelchair and hauled me over there, then hung around until they said what they were going to do.

Basically they took my vital signs and did a non-stress test to watch the fetal heart rate and for contractions. The doctor said I needed to be monitored for 4 hours after the incident, so I had no choice but to stay there. And since I was in charge, I had to make a few phone calls to arrange for the admissions we were expecting.

As for the father-to-be....he was not very happy. He was ready to drive up here and take matters into his own hands! I assured him I was fine and would call him if anything changed. I stayed there till 2am and they said the heart rate looked great with lots of movement, but they noticed a few contractions toward the end. They said if they get worse/stronger over the weekend to come back in. I see my OB on Monday morning so she will check me out more if needed.

So far everything is going ok, I feel fine--just a little shook up. No more crazy patients for me!! And Bradley can't come yet anyways cause I still don't have a crib!! :)