First, I passed my 3-hour glucose test. Woo Hoo! (That means I do NOT have gestational diabetes). They stuck me 4 times in 3 hours, which is ridiculous, but it's all over now. Scott said he would never have tolerated that. Yeah. The things I go through to give him healthy, beautiful babies :)
It's been a good week. Well, it's been an uneventful week, which is good enough. I'm still torn about having to be here. I know it's for the best for these babies, I know it's working and they're staying put, etc, but I really miss my family. I wish I could just have a day-long pass to go home, hang out with the kiddos, watch movies, and have nice long snuggles with everyone on the couch. Do I get some of that here? Yes, but it's not the same. The twins get antsy in this little room, then they get rowdy and Scott has to take them home. If I were home, they could just come and go to my side and I could have one-on-one time with everyone. But, in the grand scheme of things, this is but a short phase in our lives and I, and we, will get through it.
I have probably mentioned before, just because it is still so shocking to me, that I have not gained much/any weight. I had another weigh in this week, and I'm actually back down a couple of pounds to my pre-pregnancy weight. My doctor's are not concerned; they just say that these babies are sucking up everything that I eat. Parasites, I tell ya.
Have you seen one of those alien movies where the aliens spawn inside of a person, and then you can see them squirming around until they burst out? (No? I know I didn't make this up in my head LOL) Well, that is what my belly looks like these days. It's really quite freaky looking. These little boogers are so active, usually at the same time, so it looks like something bubbling under the surface of my skin. I get monitored (for fetal heartbeats and contractions) at every shift change (so twice a day) and for some reason they always respond to the monitors by kicking at them. So my belly is literally bouncing up and down, and on the machine you can hear the Whomp Whomp of the kicking, as well as the Woosh Woosh Woosh of the hearts beating. It's pretty funny, and even the nursing staff is amused.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
I've been admonished
Apparently, I'm supposed to update if I had a bad-ish blog post. Sorry. I did say that the bleeding had stopped. I'm glad to say there have been no other scares since and all is well. :)
I've had a couple more sonograms; all continues to be well. Cervix stable, babies looking good.
I had my glucose test yesterday for gestational diabetes. I "failed" by just a few points so tomorrow I get to have the 3 hour tolerance test. I have to fast in the a.m., draw blood, drink that nasty drink again, then have a blood draw every hour for 3 hours. Goody! Good thing needles don't bother me much :) My OB said that because my "failing" number was so low, the second test will probably come out fine. Let's hope so. Hospital food is bad and limited enough without them wanting to dictate further what I can and can't eat. If I'm only off by a few points again, we're going to be having a "discussion" before I let them put me on some restricted diet.
Oh, if you're local and reading this, I thought of something I could use. Magazines! Sometimes I just want to read/look at something quick while I'm falling asleep or whatever. Of course scrapbooking magazines (my subscriptions all ran out 4-6 months ago, so I haven't read anything in that time), and I also like People/ Us/ gossipy celeb stuff. Thanks!
I've had a couple more sonograms; all continues to be well. Cervix stable, babies looking good.
I had my glucose test yesterday for gestational diabetes. I "failed" by just a few points so tomorrow I get to have the 3 hour tolerance test. I have to fast in the a.m., draw blood, drink that nasty drink again, then have a blood draw every hour for 3 hours. Goody! Good thing needles don't bother me much :) My OB said that because my "failing" number was so low, the second test will probably come out fine. Let's hope so. Hospital food is bad and limited enough without them wanting to dictate further what I can and can't eat. If I'm only off by a few points again, we're going to be having a "discussion" before I let them put me on some restricted diet.
Oh, if you're local and reading this, I thought of something I could use. Magazines! Sometimes I just want to read/look at something quick while I'm falling asleep or whatever. Of course scrapbooking magazines (my subscriptions all ran out 4-6 months ago, so I haven't read anything in that time), and I also like People/ Us/ gossipy celeb stuff. Thanks!
Friday, January 4, 2008
Bleeding
So last night I started having some bleeding. They gave me a shot that stops contractions (I'm not having any, just a very little cramping, but it's just in case that is what's causing the problem) and it stopped within a few hours. I was really scared and am still really nervous.
My OB came in a while ago and wants the perinatalogist to come in and do another sonogram, just to make sure everything is ok. It's the only way to see what's going on in there, so I'm glad for it, but still nervous until I know for sure.
Prayers today please!!
My OB came in a while ago and wants the perinatalogist to come in and do another sonogram, just to make sure everything is ok. It's the only way to see what's going on in there, so I'm glad for it, but still nervous until I know for sure.
Prayers today please!!
Monday, December 31, 2007
Stable and Growing
I had an earrrrrrrrrrrrly a.m. sonogram this morning. Apparently they usually do them at 7:30 am, but since I arrived during a holiday weekend, the schedule got all screwed up and every scan I've gotten has been "Oops, we forgot her" so they run back over here for me. I was not supposed to be scanned today, but when the doctor and nurse were asked who WAS scheduled, they still didn't know where to put me so in I went. Apparently all of this will be straightened out after the holidays are over, and I will have regular dates and times for my sonograms.
Today, the doctor was in a better mood, lol, so he was his usual informative self as he was looking around. He measured each of the babies (we do this every 2-3 weeks) and they are estimated at 1 lb 8 oz, 1 lb 9 oz, and 1 lb 10 oz. He said their heartbeats all look good, fluid levels all good etc. Babies A and B are still next to each other, at the bottom, head down; Baby C is still floating around on top (sideways), like a little princess, on top of the world (that's how I picture her :) ).
Speaking of their size though, I STILL have not gained weight! I'm only 3 lbs over my pre-pregnancy weight, and I've been there for 4-5 weeks now. Since I lost about 15 early on with nausea, etc, that puts me at about 18 lbs gain (funny thing is, about 4 lbs of that was the fluid they put back in after a particularly bad few days put me in the ER with dehydration early on). None of the doctors seem concerned. They say as long as the babies are growing, all is well. I guess these little boogers are just sucking up everything I eat.
He did measure my cervix as well, and we held steady at 1.7 cm, same as last Friday, so that's good. As long as we aren't shortening, they're fine with it.
So, it's nice to have some good news, eh?
Thanks everyone for your continued prayers and good thoughts. I truly believe it is, and will continue to make a difference.
Today, the doctor was in a better mood, lol, so he was his usual informative self as he was looking around. He measured each of the babies (we do this every 2-3 weeks) and they are estimated at 1 lb 8 oz, 1 lb 9 oz, and 1 lb 10 oz. He said their heartbeats all look good, fluid levels all good etc. Babies A and B are still next to each other, at the bottom, head down; Baby C is still floating around on top (sideways), like a little princess, on top of the world (that's how I picture her :) ).
Speaking of their size though, I STILL have not gained weight! I'm only 3 lbs over my pre-pregnancy weight, and I've been there for 4-5 weeks now. Since I lost about 15 early on with nausea, etc, that puts me at about 18 lbs gain (funny thing is, about 4 lbs of that was the fluid they put back in after a particularly bad few days put me in the ER with dehydration early on). None of the doctors seem concerned. They say as long as the babies are growing, all is well. I guess these little boogers are just sucking up everything I eat.
He did measure my cervix as well, and we held steady at 1.7 cm, same as last Friday, so that's good. As long as we aren't shortening, they're fine with it.
So, it's nice to have some good news, eh?
Thanks everyone for your continued prayers and good thoughts. I truly believe it is, and will continue to make a difference.
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Date Night
I have a date tonight :) Scott's parents are in town so they will be able to stay at the house with the kids while he comes up here to hang out and spend the night on the chair, lol. Of course, I'm talking about renting a movie and whatever and he informs me that there is an "important" football game on, so I guess that's what we'll be doing. Goody. lol
Still, we haven't been alone in over a week, so I'm looking forward to it. I miss him, ya know.
Still, we haven't been alone in over a week, so I'm looking forward to it. I miss him, ya know.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Rough day
Today I finally had another sonogram. I was supposed to have one Tuesday, but that was Christmas so no-go. Then Wednesday came and went so I finally asked and was told Thursday for sure. On Thursday, I was wheeled down the hall to the sono room, waited a while, then the doc came out and said he was way behind to get back to his office and would come after clinic hours. 5:30 rolled around and the nurse came in and said he was backed up again, and would definitely see me Friday. Well sheesh. I mean, the only reason I am here is to have my cervix monitored and and I haven't had it done all week.
But they woke me today at o-dark-thirty and I sat in the wheelchair line again before finally getting my turn.
The doctor (perinatalogist) freaked me out. He was just looking around but didn't seem to be looking at the babies much, just other stuff (I couldn't tell what). Then he starts asking questions - How many weeks are you? Who's your doctor? Have you had your steroid injections yet (used to help mature the babies lungs if they are born too early)? He finally measures my cervix and it has gotten shorter again (not good) so the only comment he makes is that "we are doing the right thing", meaning having me in the hospital. My nurse finally asked him about the heart rates of the babies and he said, "oh, everything is normal". Good grief!
I really haven't stopped crying all day. I'm just so freaked out about having these babies too early. Next week is the point of Viability, meaning they CAN live if they are born. But, it is still SO early, that they have a very high likelihood of having major, even lifelong, complications/problems/damage. With every 1-2 weeks that pass after that point, they're chance of survival and escape from those major problems improves.
I just want to bring home my healthy babies. They are doing so great at this point, if only my stupid body will just cooperate and let them stay in there. You just don't know how hard it is, knowing you're doing everything that you can, and things still happening that seem to be beyond your control.
5:30 Update: OB just came in again (2nd time today; still a partner of MY OB who will be back on Monday; all of the partners have been really great and I'm glad of that) to let me know that she talked with the peri and the other OBs and decided ot put me on a medicine that is used to stop contractions. Now, no, I'm not really having contractions, just occasional cramping or tightening, but they want to try it in case it helps relax my uterus and stop the cervical changes. So at least we're trying something else. She did tell me that I am "a puzzle" as to why this is happening. That scares me a still because these changes are happening without me being aware of it, so there's nothing I can change, monitor, notice at any given moment that gives us a head's up that something might be wrong.
But they woke me today at o-dark-thirty and I sat in the wheelchair line again before finally getting my turn.
The doctor (perinatalogist) freaked me out. He was just looking around but didn't seem to be looking at the babies much, just other stuff (I couldn't tell what). Then he starts asking questions - How many weeks are you? Who's your doctor? Have you had your steroid injections yet (used to help mature the babies lungs if they are born too early)? He finally measures my cervix and it has gotten shorter again (not good) so the only comment he makes is that "we are doing the right thing", meaning having me in the hospital. My nurse finally asked him about the heart rates of the babies and he said, "oh, everything is normal". Good grief!
I really haven't stopped crying all day. I'm just so freaked out about having these babies too early. Next week is the point of Viability, meaning they CAN live if they are born. But, it is still SO early, that they have a very high likelihood of having major, even lifelong, complications/problems/damage. With every 1-2 weeks that pass after that point, they're chance of survival and escape from those major problems improves.
I just want to bring home my healthy babies. They are doing so great at this point, if only my stupid body will just cooperate and let them stay in there. You just don't know how hard it is, knowing you're doing everything that you can, and things still happening that seem to be beyond your control.
5:30 Update: OB just came in again (2nd time today; still a partner of MY OB who will be back on Monday; all of the partners have been really great and I'm glad of that) to let me know that she talked with the peri and the other OBs and decided ot put me on a medicine that is used to stop contractions. Now, no, I'm not really having contractions, just occasional cramping or tightening, but they want to try it in case it helps relax my uterus and stop the cervical changes. So at least we're trying something else. She did tell me that I am "a puzzle" as to why this is happening. That scares me a still because these changes are happening without me being aware of it, so there's nothing I can change, monitor, notice at any given moment that gives us a head's up that something might be wrong.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Christmas incarcerated
Christmas was interesting this year. Scott brought all of the wrapped gifts up to the hospital so that I could sort out those to be opened Christmas Eve (always pajamas of course!) and then watch them open on Christmas morning. So there were 3 huge lawn bags of gifts in my room. Santa brought gifts to the house, but stockings to my hospital room so I got to see most everything the kids got.
The problems started when we told the twins they could only open one toy to play with while they were here, since the room is just so darn small. That was fine for a few minutes until they wanted to open the next "just one thing". So the crying and whining and general chaos ensued. Scott finally took them all home for a nap, some playtime and Christmas dinner at Didi's (my mom). Dinner ran a little late but he decided to bring the kids back up for a visit before bedtime. That didn't turn out to be such a great idea. By now, we are on day 5 of me in the hospital, and this "visiting" thing just wasn't much fun for them.
It was tough but I had to tell him just to keep them away for a couple of days (since he had to go back to work anyway). I'm hoping that they'll learn to miss me a little and just be glad to hang out instead of wanting to explore the hospital, eat all my snacks, get cokes from the coke machine, etc.
We'll see how that plan works *sigh*
The problems started when we told the twins they could only open one toy to play with while they were here, since the room is just so darn small. That was fine for a few minutes until they wanted to open the next "just one thing". So the crying and whining and general chaos ensued. Scott finally took them all home for a nap, some playtime and Christmas dinner at Didi's (my mom). Dinner ran a little late but he decided to bring the kids back up for a visit before bedtime. That didn't turn out to be such a great idea. By now, we are on day 5 of me in the hospital, and this "visiting" thing just wasn't much fun for them.
It was tough but I had to tell him just to keep them away for a couple of days (since he had to go back to work anyway). I'm hoping that they'll learn to miss me a little and just be glad to hang out instead of wanting to explore the hospital, eat all my snacks, get cokes from the coke machine, etc.
We'll see how that plan works *sigh*
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