I will never again.....

It's not very often that I say these words "i will never again" b.c I have learned that I can't really ever say never

this time I CAN

Last weekend I was home with the kids alone
I tend to sit in bed, watch movies and eat snacks when Bill is gone and it's the weekend.
Doesn't that just sound right??

This Saturday was no different.

Around 10 p.m. I was finishing up my nachos and coke
mmmmm....sooo good
when I started to not feel very good
My stomach hurt really bad. I mean REALLY bad
Within minutes it was hurting really really really bad
Minutes after that I felt like I was going to throw up
Minutes after that I was in so much pain I couldn't stand up
My entire stomach was in the strangest, strongest contraction....it would NOT let up
I needed to...ehem...go to the bathroom
But I couldn't get off....ehem...the toilet b.c I was in so much pain.
I was a bit nervous

What if I had to call 911 and this is where they found me?!?
The thought of that was enough for me to MAKE myself get off
And then I started throwing up
I was crying and praying out loud b.c I was in SO much pain.

I was actually getting kind of scarred
What was I suppose to do?! I was home alone. with 5 sleeping kids.
I crawled my way to the phone and tried to call Bill..got his voicemail so left a message, sobbing, asking him to pray for me

I then called my sister to ask her to pray for me
Because I sounded like a wreck, she said I should talk to Joe (who is an ER doctor)
he asked if I had taken anything...I said I didn't know what to take and then he said he really thought I needed to go the ER

I got off the phone and called my parents, who promptly got themselves ready to come
But they wouldn't be here for an hour
and it was getting worse
It was FAR worse than any labor b.c the pain DID NOT subside
crying made it worse
moving made it worse
breathing made it worse
and of course I couldn't stop doing any of these things

I decided I couldn't wait until my parents came
So, I called a friend (who has children old enough to leave at home) b.c I needed both her and her husband to come...there was NO way I could drive myself.

They came right away. He waited at my house, she drove me and stayed with me until my parents came (btw...Bill was 3 hours away and it was starting to sleet out which is why he didn't come home right away....I told him to wait until morning)

I got there, they put me on pain meds right away
I got a CT scan
I was totally expecting them to say something had ruptured inside of me and I would need surgery immediately. The pain was SO bad

The CT results?
I had stomach full of air
aka gas
that's right
GAS

are you freakin' kidding me?!?!?!?!

So they sent me home
end of story.

All I can say is I will NEVER ever again make fun of Beano!!