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So with our alcohol induced whirlwind romance at full blaze, we get to 2011. Now random gross note planning a wedding is one of the most stressful things ever, so this whole year I only had like 3 periods. I thought I was pregnant in June, I had gone to my Ob and got lab work done however it was on a Friday. Saturday I was going to a concert with 2 of my girlfriends, the ticket was free and I had just got paid, so in my mind I was not to pay my bills and use all of this money for drinking my $11 tall boys of Bud Lite. The only catch.....I didn't know if I was pregnant or not.
My friend who works in my obs office had gone and picked up my lab results, we had gotten to the concert and of course the first place we go is to the beer line. Of course I have to buy a beer, then my thought process was, everyone drinks in their first trimester, its not gonna hurt the baby. As I am about to finish my second tall boy I get my results txtd to me.......negative. I took that as now I have accepted my challenge to drink my pay check away! I have to look at Facebook for statuses and pictures from myself and my friends to remember that night.
Let me side track here I tell you about my job, I am an EMT, I drive an ambulance to calls with people dying, I take these people who are crying and begging god for their lives to the hospital. At scenes I am met by their family members who beg me to save them. If you start feeling sorry for these people and start getting emotionally involved it messes with your head and you are unable to do your job. You need ice in your veins. These emotions and fears are driven down and some people choose to keep them down with alcohol. I am not an alcoholic, I have never gone to work drunk, nor do I drink the night before I go. This is a very trying job and people choose different was to deal with them, and this was all before I had my baby.......