ER Fun

So its been 2 1/2 weeks since Nora was born. I spent 4 nights in the hospital after her birth. They made me stay an extra night because my blood pressure was too high. They finally got it to come down and sent me home on Sunday. The first night home was surreal. She was so good for us. We woke her up to feed her and change her throughout the night. The next morning I was really tired so Jason let me sleep. I told him not to let me sleep long. He came in every hour and I told him I was still tired and needed a little more sleep. I finally forced myself to get out of bed at 3pm. I went in the bathroom to take a shower to try and wake myself up. For some reason I couldn't breathe. When I washed my face I couldn't hold my breath to rinse it under the water. Something was going on. I decided I was having a flare up with my asthma and did a nebulizer treatment. It didn't help. I decided that maybe I would go to the urgent care center and see if they could give me a stronger treatment. I arrived to a full waiting room, they told me it would be at least a 3-4 hour wait. I sat down. So there I waited for almost an hour while gasping for breath. I couldn't take it anymore and decided to go home and see my doctor in the morning. Jason wanted me to go to the ER and at least be assessed before I went home just in case. I argued for while but finally decided to go. The ER waiting room was packed. I told him that I would be looked at but if there was a long wait I was going home, I was too tired. So I filled out the paperwork and wrote "shortness of breath" as my reason for the visit. I waited around 15 minutes and was called into triage to be assessed. I told the nurse that I was very tired and having some shortness of breath. She took my vitals and of course my BP was high, duh. She asked me a million questions and checked out my awesome swelling. She was just about to send me back to the waiting room when I decided to let her know that I just had a c-section a few days ago. The look on her face changed dramatically and she asked me a few more questions. Then she called someone else in and brought a wheelchair. I let her know that I could walk but they wouldn't let me. Within moments of arriving in my room, there were 3 doctors around me and a few more nurses. I was simultaneously getting an IV, EKG, hooked up to a heart monitor and being given oxygen. The doctors were going nuts over me and telling me that x-ray was on the way and that I would go for a cat scan right after. Oh and during all of this they were also drawing my blood. I finally spoke up and asked what the heck was going on and why was everyone freaking out, I was just having some asthma. They let me know that my lungs were probably filling with fluid and I had a possible pulmonary embolism. Oh cool, thats not good. They did my xray and off to cat scan I went. I lied down to get the cat scan and immediately couldn't breathe, what the hell was going on?? They propped me up as best as they could and continued with the scan. Moments later I was back in the room and 3 doctors greeted me with results. Yep, my lungs were filling with fluid and I had some blood clots forming. I was getting shots of heparin to thin my blood and lasix to help get some of the fluid out of me. Apparently because I retained so much fluid in my pregnancy, it had nowhere else to go but my lungs. Awesome.