Today I went to the doctors for what I thought was going to be a quick chat and consult with my doctor. Apparently, my unborn had other plans. And now, I’m typing this from my hospital bed. Being admitted to the hospital was definitely not on my to-do list for today.
For those who have been following me know I’ve been battling pre-term labor. (Get caught up here and here.) Not to mention a little certain someone who wants to make an appearance entirely before his time. So, here’s the plan. My doctors orders are literally two pages long.
I’ve been admitted to the high risk prenatal floor where they plan to monitor and stabilize my contractions + pre-term labor. I’ve already been on light bed rest and taking Procardia every 8 hours but as you can see – it’s not helping. I will say my weekly 17p shot is doing its job as I’m not dilating. However, my uterus on the other hand has a mind of its own. And considering my track record – I dilate very suddenly.
So I will be laying here. Waiting for meds to kick in. Praying they work so everything can go back to normal. If they don’t work, they will take extreme precautions like magnesium which I don’t want anything to do with. It’s one awful medication via IV. Literally, you feel like you’re burning. It’s not fun but, of course, whatever works to keep this baby boy inside!
As for the plan once I leave the hospital? Whenever that may be. I will most likely be on complete bed rest which means I will only be able to get up to use the bathroom. That’s it. Oh, and shower, twice a week for 5 minutes each time. With a business (even working today from my iPhone!) + 4 littles – this is not going to be easy for me. As soon as I heard the word admitted, I cried. I knew it wasn’t going to be smooth sailing. I knew they were worried. I knew the rest of this pregnancy was going to be anything but fun. I am worried, anxious and well – all of the above. Once again I would love to fast forward time so I can know everything will be okay. I’m keeping the faith and asking for prayers to get my little guy to the end!
And so I sit with a racing heart. Waiting, wishing, praying. Waiting for the unknown, wishing for the best and praying for a happy ending. The best part of my day right now? My husband just went and got me a black bottom cupcake. That about sums it up for now + the fact that I am already missing my Littles. I’m hoping my next update will be from my laptop, at home, in my own bed with good news! Fingers crossed for answered prayers!
Oh, and as I am typing this – the high risk doctor just came in to inform I still have a kidney infection and will now have to be on antibiotics until the end of the pregnancy. If it’s not one thing, it’s the other…..
Please chime in and leave me a comment on how you survived pre-term labor! PLEASE.
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