Wonh wonh wonhhhhh.....
I've got a Violent Femmes song stuck in my head.
Second verse same as the first.
Just last night I was reminded of
just how bad it had gotten and
just how sick
I
had
become.
ok maybe that sounds a bit dramatic.
But the truth is I'm back. In. The. Hospital.
We went yesterday for a big sono to see how big the bub is and if my placenta had moved away from covering my cervix. Not sure if I've ever mentioned about by placenta...it's been kind of the least of my worries. It's hasn't been bleeding or anything and really as long as it didn't act up it would just mean a c-section. Oh, and pelvic rest. Meaning no sex. HA! HA! HA! Ya know that "honeymoon" second trimester where every book tells you it's OK to have sex. HA! HA! HA! Well with an incompetent cervix AND(thankfully) a cerclage I was already ON pelvic rest. It's been months and months. It sucks. Poor R.
ok back to the story.
Baby. Check. Bub is a beauty. Already estimated at a whopping 3.6 lbs.
Placenta. Check. It's moved. woohoo.
Cervix. wonh wonh wonhhhhh. It dropped from 3.4 cm to below 2cm. wonh wonh wonhhhhh. Dr. E said come to her office straight away. R wheeled me four block is a stolen wheelchair. Hey, we brought it back. I was a mess by the time Dr. E got to me. Of course she was completely calm as always. Not shaken at. All. She debated for two seconds about sending me home with a terb pump or admitting me. The hospital won. sigh.
Deja vu, people. They put me in a bed and waited for the orders to be sent through. The girl in the bed next to me is close to delivering twin girls. GUESS WHAT? Her doctor was my old doc. wonh wonh wonhhhhh. R and I are doing our best to avoid a reunion. Nothing against her...just a little weird. Rolyn did bump into her, she didn't recognize him. phew. We'll see if I can pull it off too.
I got my terb pump hooked up at 11 p.m last night. This gives me a continuous flow of medication. It's supposed to relax my uterus. Ironically it makes ME feel like I'm on speed and going through some serious menopause hot flashes. Fun.
They gave me a steroid shot today to help the babies lungs develop. I'll get another one tomorrow morning. Ok for all you ivf-ers out there. Take every progesterone shot you've every had....preferably the ones after your bum feels like hamburger meat. That girlfriends is a DREAM compared to this shot. I wondered why the nurse brought me a ice pack for 20 minutes before...I told her I've had so many injections to just do it...she of course knew better. It. Hurt. Like. A. Mofo. For about 15 minutes afterwards. BUT, just like those PIO injections, they're like a magic potion and doing important stuff. So we suffer and deal.
Dr. K, that was on call today, came by to visit. He is VERY hopeful that we will make it through this. He kept telling me while we have every reason to be anxious due to our past, that he has seen much worse cases work out...that this is different than last time. I'll be 30 weeks on Sunday. This is really good. The bub is big and strong and now has steroids working on his lungs. So now we wait.
Dr. K said as he was leaving....
" You will get through this. This does have an end. Every day gets you one day closer. Women are amazing. If men had to do this, the human race would die out."
Now I have a husband AND a doctor that can make me laugh.
And that is a very good thing.
Second verse same as the first.
Just last night I was reminded of
just how bad it had gotten and
just how sick
I
had
become.
ok maybe that sounds a bit dramatic.
But the truth is I'm back. In. The. Hospital.
We went yesterday for a big sono to see how big the bub is and if my placenta had moved away from covering my cervix. Not sure if I've ever mentioned about by placenta...it's been kind of the least of my worries. It's hasn't been bleeding or anything and really as long as it didn't act up it would just mean a c-section. Oh, and pelvic rest. Meaning no sex. HA! HA! HA! Ya know that "honeymoon" second trimester where every book tells you it's OK to have sex. HA! HA! HA! Well with an incompetent cervix AND(thankfully) a cerclage I was already ON pelvic rest. It's been months and months. It sucks. Poor R.
ok back to the story.
Baby. Check. Bub is a beauty. Already estimated at a whopping 3.6 lbs.
Placenta. Check. It's moved. woohoo.
Cervix. wonh wonh wonhhhhh. It dropped from 3.4 cm to below 2cm. wonh wonh wonhhhhh. Dr. E said come to her office straight away. R wheeled me four block is a stolen wheelchair. Hey, we brought it back. I was a mess by the time Dr. E got to me. Of course she was completely calm as always. Not shaken at. All. She debated for two seconds about sending me home with a terb pump or admitting me. The hospital won. sigh.
Deja vu, people. They put me in a bed and waited for the orders to be sent through. The girl in the bed next to me is close to delivering twin girls. GUESS WHAT? Her doctor was my old doc. wonh wonh wonhhhhh. R and I are doing our best to avoid a reunion. Nothing against her...just a little weird. Rolyn did bump into her, she didn't recognize him. phew. We'll see if I can pull it off too.
I got my terb pump hooked up at 11 p.m last night. This gives me a continuous flow of medication. It's supposed to relax my uterus. Ironically it makes ME feel like I'm on speed and going through some serious menopause hot flashes. Fun.
They gave me a steroid shot today to help the babies lungs develop. I'll get another one tomorrow morning. Ok for all you ivf-ers out there. Take every progesterone shot you've every had....preferably the ones after your bum feels like hamburger meat. That girlfriends is a DREAM compared to this shot. I wondered why the nurse brought me a ice pack for 20 minutes before...I told her I've had so many injections to just do it...she of course knew better. It. Hurt. Like. A. Mofo. For about 15 minutes afterwards. BUT, just like those PIO injections, they're like a magic potion and doing important stuff. So we suffer and deal.
Dr. K, that was on call today, came by to visit. He is VERY hopeful that we will make it through this. He kept telling me while we have every reason to be anxious due to our past, that he has seen much worse cases work out...that this is different than last time. I'll be 30 weeks on Sunday. This is really good. The bub is big and strong and now has steroids working on his lungs. So now we wait.
Dr. K said as he was leaving....
" You will get through this. This does have an end. Every day gets you one day closer. Women are amazing. If men had to do this, the human race would die out."
Now I have a husband AND a doctor that can make me laugh.
And that is a very good thing.
posted by girlh at
11:47 PM
9 Comments:
oh, you poor thing!! Your doctor sounds great! And they are right - this does have an end. Great to hear that bubs is doing great despite everything... all the best :)
Holy crap girl! We don't need this!
But seriously, I'm glad you're in the best place for now where they can keep an eye on you and keep that bub where s/he belongs for just a little bit longer....
Make sure you keep us updated,thinking of you lots x
30 weeks!!
I hope it's getting easier with the terb pump.
Hang in there little bub, you need to stay put just a little longer.
XOXOXO
melissa
all the best to you...
you r in my prayers..do keep posting of whats happening..take it easy..i am sure you will make it..
Oy! Oh! Oy! Oh! Wow.
I'm asking the universe to look out for the three of you. Laughter is good.
xx
Figlet
keeping everything crossed and sending you good energy every single day.
You WILL have a healthy baby soon (but not TOO soon). You can do this, you are soooo strong.
love
Bel
Your doctor was SO hitting on you!
aaahhh....where are you. No post for ages and ages. I hope all is well with you and baby. Can't wait to hear...
hi, where r u? long time its been since we heard from you..please post on whats happening..
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