i just called him and said we needed to get a check up, that the pains have been slowly getting stronger since the incident, and he said tonight's not convienient, we're having pizza at his dad's place. WTF?? And everytime i go into hosp, they question him and me about my depression, as if thats got something to do with it!! I think thats why he doesn't like going in. and i love it?? All the internals, having to lay still with the CTG on me, while my back is killing me... he just has no idea. he just said "Babe, if i thought you needed to go in, if i thought soemthing was really wrong, dont you think i would have taken you in by now??"