Hi all. It has been a busy 24 hours in Bridgelandia.
I had a routine OB appointment yesterday afternoon, where I mentioned a few things that worried the doctor. After an exam, an ultrasound, and a fetal fibronectin test, it was determined that I was at risk for pre-term labor. I'm currently at 29 weeks (and 2 days). The ultrasound also showed that the baby has plenty of amniotic fluid and doesn't appear to be in distress. Although it was a scary circumstance, I felt lucky for the chance to see the baby again -- got to see the brain hemispheres really closely and got a good look at the face.

I was admitted to the hospital and B got here from work within 5 minutes of me. I was immediately hooked up to two monitors; one checking the baby and one monitoring my uterus for signs of contractions. I was given a shot of steroids for the baby's lungs and got my second shot two hours ago. At first, the baby sounded great and my uterus wasn't doing anything...until I sat up to eat dinner. Then, even though I couldn't feel it, my uterus started contracting. The monitor showed regular contractions, at their height about 6 minutes apart. Anything more than 4 in an hour is bad news at this stage. The nurse came in immediately and hooked me up to an IV with fluids because sometimes just being hydrated helps slow contractions. They got closer together though so the doctor started me on magnesium sulfate to stop contractions.
Luckily, between getting the IV started and the magnesium going, B ran home to grab some stuff for staying overnight. The first 15 minutes on magnesium were really rough and I'm glad he wasn't here for that; I felt like I was on fire and couldn't get comfortable. The nurses here helped immensely with my symptoms and my doctor went to get cold washcloths because the nurses were so busy. When B got back I was finally situated and comfortable, though nauseous. We stayed up until maybe 11 and then slept, there is a sleeper sofa in our room so B could stay with me...it was a long night with a bad spell in the middle, but B and the nurse helped me through it, and my contractions halted and they were able to reduce my dosage of magnesium which made me feel much better. After 24 hours of little to no uterine activity, and my dosage of magnesium sulfate stepping down, they've taken me off the meds entirely and now we're just waiting to see if the contractions will remain stopped. I haven't been allowed to stand up since 6 pm yesterday; they make sure of that by putting in a catheter. At first, I was grateful to not have to get up to go to the bathroom, but now I'd give anything to take a spin around the hallway.
Since going off the magnesium, I had a few contractions, so now I'm on a pill that will hopefully keep things calm. We both forgot the name of it. I'll take it until 32 weeks. Tomorrow morning the goal is to take the catheter out and let me walk around a bit to see if that changes uterine activity.
Assuming this medication works and we're not meeting our very tiny baby (if it's on schedule, it's the size of a butternut squash and weighs 2.5 pounds) in the next few days, I'm definitely going to be on bed rest for the next week, and likely longer. We won't be traveling home as planned for Thanksgiving. We'll take this all one day at a time, knowing that each day inside is a big bonus for the baby's development, particularly the lungs, putting on fat for warmth, and brain development. I'm sorry that we haven't been able to reach everyone individually to tell them personally, but stay tuned for updates and know that we are touched by your support. We feel very fortunate to have all of your in our lives and especially to have each other. Every day an adventure.
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| Spirits were high when we first arrived |
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| Needy Nanaa when B got home to grab stuff |
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| Last night after getting connected to everything |
Also, B thinks the baby pic is especially fitting for Halloween if you look at it vertically. Do you see a lady? (probably a witch)
Happy Halloween!