Thinking back (again)

I've been recalling things from my pregnancy - some good and some bad, but wanted to get some of them out before I really completely forget. 
One time when I was probably at least 28 weeks pregnant, I had gone to the post office and as I waddled up to the counter to do whatever business I needed to, one of the workers asked me when I was due and if I knew what I was having.  Of course that was a loaded question, but another of of the ladies there said "I think she's having a boy based on the way she's carrying...".  I replied back - you're 1/3 correct.  The woman looked back at me a bit puzzled and then looked at the other woman - who said - you're having... triplets?  That has to be my favorite!

I realize that I never finished the story of how and when I got put out of work and the scary events that occurred following.  I left off last time (back in April) which was actually referred to the beginning of May of 2011 when I had some bleeding and a significant decrease in my cervical length and almost spent the night in the hospital, but they ended up sending me home around 11pm after I hadn't eaten since lunch time that day.  Truth be told, I had eaten something else and it's funny that I specifically remember this, but it was a day that the hospital was having an 'ice cream social' and they gave out free ice cream to all employees with any and all toppings you could want!  This would have been around 2-3pm in the afternoon and I remember walking over to the cafeteria with Karen V. to get ice cream and even recall that I took the stairs - which meant that I was feeling good - feeling fine!  So I went home and tried not to worry too much about what laid ahead. 
I don't remember it was exactly the next day that I went back to the doctor, but I know I did NOT get to see Dr. Rosen.  I saw the Dr. that I ended up really not liking because of how he treated me/broke me the potential bad news.  I'm pretty sure I had an ultrasound done - nothing indepth, but I know they checked my cervical length again and it was NOT good.  It had shortened quite a bit in a short amount of time.  I was really going to be out of work til the end.  This was right around the time that my family had planned a 'family vacation' to Myrtle Beach.  Tony & I were going to drive down ( I think) and meet my mom and day, sisters and their families there.  I had told the Dr. this and during his examination and explanation of what was going on, he advised me that I should not be going away/out of town.  The reality of the situation was also that I may lose my babies if my cervix continued to shorten and because I was only around 22 weeks, the babies would not have survived.  I started to cry - and kept crying, uncontrollably.  I excused myself to use the bathroom, came back, got re-dressed, called Tony who was at work at the time and cried to him.  I'm not even sure he could understand what I was saying, but I know he told me to stay there and he was leaving work early to come and get me because I was in no position to drive.  I remember asking if I could stay in that exam room, but the Dr. told me no, they needed the room for other patients.  I tried to pull myself together and walked up to the front of the office.  I peered out into the waiting room and saw so many people - so many people that I did not want to cry my eyes out in front of so I asked if the old Executive Health suite was still open and if I could go in there.  The person at the front desk realized I was really upset and escorted me to a room and said that I could sit in there until Tony arrived.  This was the same room I sat in with the genetic counselor just a few months back to help decide if we should go through with reduction and/or the CVS testing in general.  Funny the things you remember - but I thought it was great that there was a big box of tissues and I think I went through about half the box.  I talked to Tony some more and remember saying something about taking the minivan back - as we had just bought it and if I was going to lose the babies, we didn't need the van.  I was a wreck.  I also talked to Dr. Rosen on the phone - I honestly don't remember what we talked about other than what had happened at the appointment, but I know he helped me feel a little better about the situation. 
Time for bed now - I'll keep going with this soon as I need to get into my hospital stay @ week 25 and my experience with magnesium sulfate!