Let's start from the beginning

I woke up this morning and went to the bathroom. I seem to be doing that ALL THE TIME!! It gets to be annoying. I can't tell if my bladder is shrinking or what. Anyway, went to the bathroom and some blood again. What that meant was I had to start from day one all over again and get two days without bleeding so I can go back to work and have a normal functional life. Sam left the house because he had some business to attend to while I laid couped up in bed. I got up had some breakfast laid around and yep it happened again. I had to go the bathroom. When I got done I looked down and (graphic sorry) has some blood clots. Well I thought to myself that is not normal so I called the doctor again. I think I am their only client. She (the doctor) told me to com in and she was going to to ANOTHER ultrasound. I tried to call Sam and he didn't answer. (do you see a very very annoying pattern here). I made my appointment for 11am which meant I had to leave in 30 minutes. I finally got a hold of Sam about 10 minutes before I had to leave. He was still up at the school and was not going to be able to come home and go with me. So off I went by myself to the doctors. Long story short (I know too late) got to the doctors office and went to have my ultrasound done. The doctor came in and said I am just going to have to be one of those unexplained cases. During the ultrasound the baby was moving and kicking and yes WAVING. The baby waved at me!!! I asked the doctor, "Did peanut just wave at me?" She rewound the tape or whatever it is and it is clear as day waving. She took a picture of it so I could show Sam. I said my baby just wants to be a model because it likes getting a lot of pictures of itself. The Doctor said she didn't see anything so she wanted me on bed rest until NEXT WEDNESDAY when I have my specialist visit. Oh did I mention she put me on high risk pregnancy. I am home and continued to bleed for most of the day but Sam was even worse when I got back about not being about to do anything. He wouldn't even let me put my dish in the dishwasher. Everyone keeps telling me that it would be great to be on bed rest but just try it. No cleaning, no errands, no exercise (no going outside), no cooking, no laundry, and on and on. You have to rely on everyone else which is no easy when you are a slight control freak like me. I am trying to remember this is not permanent and when I have to go back to work I will probably want to be on bed rest. So here I am really really bored waiting for my friends to drop by and see me.