A long night

Spent last night in the ER. Nothing was wrong with the baby, I just couldn't pee again. This time it was really bad. I took a 45 minute shower and it didn't help. I walked around and did yoga stretches and nothing would work. I went at least an hour with a full bladder before making Jesse drive me to the hospital at midnight. By that time the pain had gotten so bad it was making me sick.
The lady at the hospital was evil. I was crying and doubled over in pain but she wouldn't let Jesse fill out the forms, I had to sit there and answer her questions. He kept saying, "she's in a lot of pain, can we fill these out after she's taken back?" But the lady said the doctor "wouldn't even know I was there until there was a form filed on me". I understand hospital protecol and all that, but she was kind of snotty and had no compassion.
Finally they took me back and put me in a room (after checking my blood pressure, temp, getting my symptoms a few more times etc...) which seemed to take an agonizingly long time.
By this time I couldn't lay down, so I knelt on all fours on the bed, I think because I was in this position the doctor stopped when he walked by. He was awesome. He saw right away I was in a great deal of pain and ordered a catheter immediately. The cath hurt, but being able to empty my bladder felt fabulous. I had a half a liter of fluid in there. After making sure I was ok, and had no infection or anything, they sent me home. The lady was snotty again at check out and made some snide comment about nervous first time fathers as we walked away.
But I was happy to be pain free and going home, and able to pee again.

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