
Thanks girls.
This morning I woke up around 6am with awful sharp stabbing pains really low in my abdomen, Matt had already left for work and I panicked so I called Mum and woke her up. I was all hysterical (you know how us hormonal women get) and she said to call the hospital and speak to a doctor. I rang emergency and I got some god knows how old grump of a nurse who wouldn't put me onto a doctor, she just said it was normal and if I start to bleed then come up and see them. I paced the house like a mad woman for hours, checking for blood around every 5 mins (that isn't even an exaggeration) When the surgery opened I rang my GP straight away. Thank god there are SOME brilliant doctors around. She asked where the pain was, I told her she asked if it continued - I told her no (it only lasted around 10 mins) and she asked a million other questions. She said since there is no bleeding it will be ok to wait until friday (my scheduled appointment) to see her. She also said she may try to get me an earlier scan just to get some reassurance all is well.
I feel really

today - I don't know why, I think the scare from this morning has shaken me up a little. It makes me realise that we are far from being out of the danger zone just yet. I guess it's brought me back down to earth. I feel really weak, I think it's probably from all the crying this morning. Mum has been in, she came in just to check on my anyway. I don't know what I'd do without my mum!
Anyway, I'm fine, it's lunch time, and aside from my little meltdown early this morning I'm doing ok now. Just thought I'd share with ya'll.
And poor Matt is oblivious to it all at work - he has no idea whats gone on today. Part of me doesn't' want to mention it, and save him the stress.