Drama in spades

Started my bridge class this afternoon.  In the middle of it all BFF rang to say she was driving, 10 mins from town, and haemorrhaging badly.  Could I organise for a doctor to meet her at the hospital?  Yes, I could, and did.  She was admitted, given some treatment to stop the bleeding, and rang me 5 hrs later, just before my counselling session to say the bleeding hadn’t stopped and she wanted to be transferred to a bigger hospital an hour away, just ‘in case’.  I advised her to discuss her concerns with her doctor, so she could make a plan she was comfortable with, and found a text after counselling was over, to say she’d transferred herself.

Bloody hell.  I hope she’s alright.  She sounded really scared, and I’m nervous.

ETA- Thanks for all your well-wishes.  The bleeding has eased and she’s feeling much better.  Coming home today, if the scan gives the all-clear.  Phew.  No more reproductive dramas for a while now, if you don’t mind.  I need a rest.

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