So I'm a Hypochondriac...

I think that I am officially a hypochondriac. Shortly after Christmas I started getting sharp pains in my stomach. I thought it was probably stress related and I called my doctor's office to find out if I needed to do anything or just relax. Well, the nurse I spoke with asked me a bunch of questions regarding where the pain was and what it felt like. She told me that it was not stress related and that it was probably my gall bladder or my appendix. WHAT?!?! That can't be good!! She told me that if it happened again I needed to go to the Emergency Room right away. Well, last Thursday night it happened again. So Ben took me to the ER to get checked out. One of our friends who is a nurse in the ER checked me out right away and told me that it wasn't my appendix or gall bladder. He suggested that I go up to the Birthing Center to have them check me out. So I went upstairs and put on one of their glamorous gowns and got hooked up to the fetal heart monitor. They also determined that everything was fine and they called my doctor to let him know what was going on. My diagnosis: my muscles were stretching out. Apparently it can hurt much worse with second or more pregancies. Now I know.