Well, that sucked.

Today we had a neighbor over to watch the Vikings vs. Bears game. We are avid Vikings fans, and he is a Bears fan. We were having a nice afternoon and his little boy and Noah were playing happily together. Noah asked me to get out some magic paper for his magic marker. I stood up from the couch and walked over to the shelf. As I reached for the paper, I felt this sensation of wetting my pants. At first it just felt like a trickle, but then it turned to a full on gush. It was such an awkward moment. I could tell it had completely saturated my entire crotch area and was beginning to run down my legs. I backed out of the room (literally) as subtly as possible and then bolted for the upstairs bathroom. 

***TMI ALERT***

It was like a scene out of a slasher film. I can't even begin to explain how much blood was pooled in my jeans. I ripped off my clothes, threw them in the tub, and sat on the toilet while blood continued to drain out of me. I caught a big clot and examined it, then waited as it turned back to a trickle and then mostly stopped. I called for Brian and he brought me my phone. He looked pretty concerned when he saw the scene in front of him, but stayed calm. I called our after hours care and they decided I probably had some retained tissue which worked its way out. I tend to agree since I never really bled heavily after the miscarriage itself, and the last ultrasound I ever had showed a small clot and very thick lining left inside. I'll follow up with the OB tomorrow, unless I start bleeding more and then it's off to the ER. Of course this was a traumatic experience, but I am so glad it happened at home. I can't even begin to imagine what I would have done had I been at work or out at a store or restaurant. 

Ok Universe. I am over this. Please stop now.

But hey, the Vikings won! I guess you can only ask for so much.