Last Monday I was not feeling well. Then at 3pm I pasted a golf ball size clot. I called a friend to bring me a pad. I called my RE. They told me to keep my feet up for the rest of the day. I called Michael @ 4pm. Let him know what was up. He wanted to come home right then and there. But I told him I was fine and resting in bed. I called Grace @ RE at 5pm. I was having cramping. So she had me take a Tylenol. Then @ 6:30pm I passed another big clot. Michael said you are going to the ER. I called Grace back and she also said go to the ER. We got to the ER right before 7pm. I kept bleeding and the Dr. had me on an IV. He had me do an ultra sound. They saw a gestational sac. But no fetal pole or heart beat. I was told to go home on bed rest. Michael faxed over my reports to RE that night.
I didn't want to freak out Brent and Daniel until I knew what was going on. The next morning we sykpe and I let them in on what happened. They were both so sad. I was put on bed rest for several days. Then restricted to no lifting over 15 pounds and no traveling. So basically I was home bond. Except for Saturday. I was allowed to go to the resort for RnR. I still continued to have little brown blood.