Ectopic Pregnancy
This is one once again one of those posts that is more for my benefit than anyone else. I feel like most people who read this blog are either a) family or b) good friends who I don't stay in regular contact with. If you fall into category a, you already know a lot of this. If you fall into category b, I would probably willingly tell you all about it. If you don't fall into either, there must be a category c, the blog stalkers that I didn't know existed. Whoever you are my readers, here is a long, long story. It all began at the end of July. The weekend of Anders' birthday had been a rough one for me. I hadn't been feeling very good-just slightly ill. Tired, slightly nauseous at times, and just an overall feeling of malaise. That Sunday had been particularly bad-Ellen was terrible in Sacrament Meeting, the family we normally sit with was gone, and I had someone make some comments to me that (in my four years of parenting) were about the most rude and judgmental I h