ER Anyone?

So the chest pain never got better and maybe it was getting worse? Could it be heartburn? F was worried. He wanted me to call Dr. C but I knew she would want to cover her ass and would send me to the ER. So I called my dad's friend, family friend, g.p. Dr. J. He was calm and asked questions and I was sure I was in the clear. He suggested I take some antacid in case it was heartburn and that we talk 40 min later. I texted him, I feel the same but I am going to bed, I think I pulled a muscle. 3 minutes later he called me and said he would meet me in the ER that he could not tell someone with chest pain to just go to sleep. Crap, I should have never told anyone. To make a long story short, my brother came over so I could go to Mt. Sinai with F. Bad news: it was snowing hard, good news: when you are as pregnant as I am you go directly in and everyone is scared of you. I was sent to maternal delivery blah blah even though my chest hurt. An EKG, many  heart monitors, cervix check, sonogram later I learned that 1) I am an asshole for screaming so hard that I hurt myself (pulled chest muscle), 2) I am still 3cm dilated but twin B is now feet down (clearly confused), 3) I am having contractions. The rationale with the latter is apparently that if you do not feel them (which I did not really) they do not matter. They called Dr. C against my will (everyone and their mother being perplexed as to why I had not called her- my chest hurt not my vagina!) and said that she would decide if I had to stay for "a few hours" for further monitoring or if I could go home. Dr. C was thankfully half asleep or aware of how I would feel about staying so they let me go right after they admitted me (what a waste of a bracelet!) Now I am blogging as poor F looks for parking (damn Law & Order filming!) so that we can squeeze 3.5 hours of sleep in before work/school. I am grateful to be home, I forget how much I dislike hospitals and to be quite honest I am too lazy to labor right now. Buona notte/buon giorno!