{"id":31,"date":"2009-11-05T02:41:00","date_gmt":"2009-11-05T02:41:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sweetgirlies.net\/2009\/11\/05\/unexpected-panic\/"},"modified":"2009-11-05T02:41:00","modified_gmt":"2009-11-05T02:41:00","slug":"unexpected-panic","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sweetgirlies.net\/?p=31","title":{"rendered":"Unexpected Panic"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>**This post has to do with a visit to a doctor&#8217;s office so guys might not want to read (not that I have guy readers, except for you, Chad)**<\/p>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Today I had my yearly exam at Dr. B&#8217;s office.  It very much took me by surprise.  Being back in that office, in those rooms, with all of those familiar faces ended up being very difficult on me.  Before, when I was there, I was filled with so much hope, so much pride, so much love for my sweet girlies who were growing inside of me.  But today it was so different.  I just felt so lost and empty and alone.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>I sat in a quiet room, alone, waiting on the doctor and through the thin walls I could hear the sound of a heartbeat on an NST machine.  It made me so scared.  Scared that I might never get to carry an extra heartbeat again.  Scared that if I do, I will be so filled with worry I won&#8217;t be able to enjoy it.  Scared that my previous experiences will somehow take away from new ones.  By the time the doctor came in, I was in a full-blown panic.  She barely had a chance to say hello before I was a sobbing mess.  I just felt so overwhelmed.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>I got through the rest of the appointment and then met up with Dr. B. for a quick chat.  She wanted to talk about future &#8216;what ifs&#8217; but I told her that right now, my life is completely on hold.  I have absolutely nothing going for me and until I get my shit straightened out, there are no what ifs.<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>**This post has to do with a visit to a doctor&#8217;s office so guys might &hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-31","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","latest_post"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sweetgirlies.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sweetgirlies.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sweetgirlies.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sweetgirlies.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sweetgirlies.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=31"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.sweetgirlies.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sweetgirlies.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=31"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sweetgirlies.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=31"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sweetgirlies.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=31"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}