Luckily enough for me, i had a post natal check up the next day with the nurse. As i walked into the doctors, the whole room was spinning and i couldn't catch my breath. I managed to land on a chair and was helped up into the examination room by the nurse. She did my blood pressure (again) which was really low and she couldn't find my pulse at all. She tapped away at her computer and a few moments later a doctor burst in.

Its really hard for me to remember a lot of what happened next, but i know they got Rob and Thomas who were in the car to come in. They explained that i needed to go to hospital as soon as possible as they thought i needed a blood transfusion due to how anemic i was!


One thing i can vividly remember is Thomas' little face in his fathers arms, It was like there was no one in the room but him. I wanted to touch him and i was trying but i just couldn't, i wanted to hold him in my arms and kiss him and talk to him but i just couldn't.
I actually felt as though i was dying, it felt as if everything was slowing down and stopping. Some how we managed to get in the car and travel to the nearest hospital.


The three of us sat in A&E, i was starting to feel a little better which was great, as Thomas wanted milk and i was breast feeding him at the time. So i fed him in a side room in A&E.

If i didn't do anything, i felt completeley normal but even laughing and talking hurt my jaw which was great since Rob is some kind of comedian! After a short wait a doctor came in and asked about my family medical history and stuck loads of stickers all over my chest and performed an ECG (Tracing of the Hearts activity). We presumed that i had a blood clot as my mum had several found on her lungs a few weeks before and had been in hospital.


When we arrived at the hospital they did loads of blood tests, the results came back super quick, i was definateley not anemic! My iron levels were very high. I was assisted to have a chest xray done, and i had that feeling, you just know when somethings seriously wrong by looking at peoples faces. After a couple of minutes, a porter, yes! a hospital porter told me i was going to be staying in, i didn't even know what was wrong at this point, but i was certantly panicking.


On the way to the ward, the porter said, "Do you know what they found?"


I shook my head with what little energy i had, he explained that i had a blood clot, but they couldn't say where, i was kind of relieved as i had been building it up in my head that i was going to die.


Me Rob and Thomas just cuddled in the little side room that Thomas had blagged me, en suite :)