Well, it's happened! The last baby in my group of friends to be born before mine is here! He arrived last night and the birth was three hours from first twinge to the little fella putting in an appearance. I can only pray for a delivery like that, but I'm not holding out too much hope!
It's my last week at work and it feels very very odd indeed. It's so weird saying goodbye to people I've worked with for years. I've spent more time with some of them than I have my closest friends! I'm also wondering what on earth I'm going to do while I'm on maternity leave. It's all very well saying make the most of it, but there's only so much a person with a bump the size of an extra large bowling ball can do.
My colleagues gave me a lovely send-off - cakes at a patisserie near our office. Well, there's no point having a drinks leaving do in the evening - I'd be asleep by half past eight while everyone else got drunk around me! Instead I had a strawberry gateau and a very nice time! Thanks, everyone!
Unfortunately my first day of maternity leave didn't go exactly to plan. I was looking forward to finishing packing my hospital bag, doing a bit of shopping and generally pottering around, happy that I'm not off to work. I'd booked an appointment at my GP at 10am to see if there was anything I could do to ease my headaches, and that was going to be it for the day. When I arrived, I described my symptoms and told her I'd had a headache for 15 days by then. It lurked all the time, but it was especially painful when I bent over, sneezed, coughed, laughed, lay down or turned over in bed. I think because pregnancy puts so much pressure on your circulation, veins and heart, she decided to err on the side of caution and sent me to the acute day assessment unit at the local hospital.
When I arrived they were very efficient and straight away put a cannula in my arm to take lots of blood, measure my blood pressure and tested a urine sample. So far, so routine. Then a doctor came to see me. He decided the best course of action would be an MRI scan (brain scan). I started to get a bit scared. I'd had one in my early 20s because of my migraines, but it's not very pleasant. It's like being in a bright tomb with loud noises in your ears. As it happened, technology had moved on a bit since my last scan and now only took 10 minutes, instead of half-an-hour like my previous one. The first thing I did when I got there was ask the nurse if it was OK for the baby and she reassured me that they look at baby's brains in the womb in there! Amazing! So I had my brain scan, then an ecg to look at my heartbeat and then they put some drops in my eyes to make my pupils huge so they could see if there was any pressure in them. My husband then arrived and made me feel better by telling me my eyes were so massive I looked like a Moomin.
Eventually they concluded there wasn't anything bad going on... No clots or tumours or bleeding or anything else life-threatening or horrible, so after 8 hours they discharged me with some codeine and paracetamol and told me they were going to look again at my scans the next day for signs of sinus infection, in case that was the cause. Phew! Of course I'm totally relieved it's nothing horrible and I'm keeping everything crossed that my headaches miraculously disappear the minute Lenny's born!
- Coming up: Anna has an unexpected growth scan and starts NCT classes
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