So it is obviously not a secret that I have had my share of problems with this pregnancy, but in the last few weeks things have gotten worst. Yesterday I went to the hospital for my NST but did not make it to that. Instead I walked right into triage and told them something does not feel right. Long story short I was throwing up all day, very dizzy, and seeing spots. See, I have known for a few weeks now that things have gotten worst, but I guess I really had no idea how bad they were. It turns out that toxemia get progressively worst and then becomes very harmful to the baby, because your body begins to reject pregnancy. It also causes your blood pressure to sky rocket and your kidneys to start to fail. Hearing all this is really over whelming for a 21 year old, of course then again it is most common at my age for first time pregnancies. So they had some blood work done at the hospital and it turned out that everything had gotten worst in a matter of a few days, since Tuesday was when I had my blood taken last. I swear sometimes I feel like a pin cushion. So after the labs were taken and my blood pressure I was set up for a 24 hour urine analysis and told that I would have to come back tomorrow at 5 tomorrow. Also just to make matters worse they told me the Dr’s name that would be on duty tomorrow if they would have to induce me, and it was not my doctor either. 
All I kept thinking was no way, he is not ready, 35 weeks and 3 days is just to early.
I have always had faith in God and believe that everything in life happens for a reason, but I also believe sometimes these reasons are just not fair. Just to make matters worst my parents would not be here since they went to Vegas for the weekend, oh I was devastated.
Ok so here is where we are; went in for vomiting, dizziness, and blurred vision, came out thinking I could be induced, have a premature baby tomorrow, my parents are not here, and why me? Holy crept it was a lot to process. So I cried to my mom, to myself and to Ben, and then decided I wasn’t going to cry anymore. At this point I knew that worrying about it would not do me or the baby any good, so my plan was to act like everything was fine. I came home I explained to Ben what could possibly be happening, we took a few minutes and then moved on. We spent the whole night laughing, watching movies, and just enjoying one another. I feel so blessed that I have someone so supportive in my life that allows me to see the good in everything even when evil is present.
So now we wait until 5…..