Back to the hospital!

In the morning, after my horrible night of sleep, I called Dr. Gray's office at the nurses urging. It was March 24, 2002. I was to let my doctor know that I had been in the hospital for the past three days, and I was to give him the rundown of what happened and what drugs I had been given. I was told to come in at 2:00 that afternoon. My mom drove me there, and I specifically remember walking down the hallway at a snail's pace. I could barely walk, and me entire body was hugely swollen. I looked like the Stay-Puf Marshmallow. As I always did at the beginning of my OB appointments, I peed into a little cup so they could check my urine for protein. Not long after, I was escorted into the room, and a huge bomb was dropped on me. I had high levels of protein in my urine, which is a sign of pre-eclampsia, also known as toxemia, and I was to go back to the hospital. Dr. Gray pressed his finger into my shin, and my skin stayed indented. Another sign of this disease. I had gained over 20 pounds in a week and a half, mostly water weight. Another sign.
I just couldn't believe it. I had just been sent home from the hospital. I didn't want to go back there. In the biggest crocodile tears, I walked my snail's pace over to Labor and Delivery and was checked in. At that time, Dr. Henderson was the on-call doctor. He reviewed my case and informed me that I wasn't going home. "You may deliver in 12 hours or 12 days, but you're not going home." My heart sank.