Except the doctor neglected to ask one very important question - where was the cramping? B's quad was seizing up. When we got to the Heart Hospital ER the doctor there said that DVT doesn't happen in the thigh, only in the calf. But they ran bloodwork just to make sure we got our $150's worth.
Since then I've been playing catch up with everything and pulling myself together. Those five days wiped me out physically, mentally and emotionally. I'd managed to stay calm and collected during all the drama, but once it was over, I completely collapsed.
I spent most of Thursday and Friday sleeping and working. The little three were off with family members, which was a huge help. Saturday we all flopped around the house and watched cartoons, and Sunday I cleaned and folded laundry. On Monday, Campbell went back to preschool (thank the baby jeebus), and I was able to get a ton of writing done.
Now I'm where I need to be with my work projects, and the house is reasonably clean, so I'm feeling a bit better about the universe.
Plus, I get to go to Boulder, CO on Friday with Ella for a climbing competition. We leave at the crack of dawn and are staying through Monday evening. We'll have lots of time to explore and play when Ella's not climbing.