It all started when I went to the bathroom at 4:00 on Thursday before dropping Liam off at his dad's. I started peeing and the pee felt warm and when I looked down the toilet was full of blood. I screamed, without even knowing, no no no! I have had my hospital bag packed since 18 weeks, so it was already in my car. I grabbed my insurance card, and a book off the counter, pulled all my blinds down and walked to the car with Liam, shaking. In the car ride to Matt's I called my doctor and waited for a call back. I explained the situation to Liam, that I might be going to the hospital that night and might be in the hospital for a few days or even a few weeks. I gave him a big hug when I dropped him off at Matt's and an extra hug 💗💗 Tom was working, so I drove myself to the hospital in Frederick. I called Jill and she talked to me during the whole ride down to distract me and keep me cheerful. I knew I was bleeding, but I didn't know how bad it was until I got to the park...