The Hospital & Air Evacuation

This is the story of how I landed myself on strict and permanent bed rest... On Thursday August 14, Jon and I decided to split and head to the mountains for 4 days in the cooler weather. I was supposed to be resting anyway and we figured why not get out of the heat; I can rest anywhere! That turned out to be a bad idea. Three hours after arriving in Show Low, I had a major bleed and I ended up in the Show Low hospital. Apparently when you have the condition placenta previa the altitude and changes in barometric pressure (like a hail storm, see picture) can cause you to start bleeding... not good. I was in the Show Low hospital for 2 nights and the doctor gave me a course of two steroid shots to boost baby's lung development. Meanwhile they discussed how to transfer me to the Scottsdale hospital at Shea. Helicopter was out due to no pressurization and a 4-hour ambulance ride was out because the ambulance company didn't want the liability in case I started bleeding again. The reason they needed to transfer me was so that I would be at a facility that was equipped to handle emergencies in case they had to get the baby out right away. So the safest way to transfer me was in a pressurized airplane. It's the smallest plane I have ever been in. It fit me on a stretcher, one pilot, two flight nurses and Jon. The transfer to and from the airports was in the ambulance. Never been in one of those either. In Scottsdale they kept me for 4 more days for observation and testing. And when I stabilized, I was finally allowed to go home on Wednesday August 20, with strict bed rest instructions... only bathroom and shower privileges. So the bed rest begins...