Friday, July 10
99 Days Left!
Hello world. It's just past 6:30 and, yes, I'm up. Why you ask? Because of the most annoying nurse ever. I should point out that I've been EXTREMELY lucky with my nurses. Usually I like them a lot... and if not, they're not here too long, so it's okay. This one... lucky for me (her?) she's only here 11pm to 7am today. Hopefully I don't see her again.
Anyways... I wake up with at start at 6:15am to her just starrrring at me. In the dark I see her outline and she's just watching. She says, "Oh, you looked like it was a good dream... so I didn't want to bother you." (Side note: It was a good dream. I can't remember what it was about anymore, but it was one of those dreams that kind of takes you all night to get through...) So once I'm groggily awake she proceeds to turn on the overhead lights of death. (I have never seen lights so bright!) Then she proceeds to go through every vital, play what seems like the piano on my belly, takes off my compression boots to bend my feet, and listen to the babies on the doppler (which took a good 10 minutes because she didn't know where to find them) before saying "Ooops. I guess they usually check your vitals when the nurses do their rounds at 9?? Oh well, it was fun... and I'm too early for your nifetapin. I'll be back at 7 to give that to you."
Ugh bug. So basically the crazy lady woke me up for no reason! Or, rather, REALLY woke me up for no reason.
In other news. Yesterday I had 2 contractions during monitoring. I think I felt them... but I don't know. I was watching the screen and the numbers and as the numbers started climbing I got really anxious and that's when I thought I felt them. So... I can't figure if I really felt them, if I only thought I felt them, or even if I made them worse because I had a mini-personal freakout each time it happened? So then they did a second round of monitoring in the PM and I didn't look at the numbers at all... and I had zero contractions. So I can't say that I did officially feel them or not. Either way, they weren't anything really notable. No doctors were called in, no new orders sent... so I'm hoping it's not a big deal.
The other day a doctor came in to discuss with me how I want to deliver these babies when the time comes. As we've said all along... I just want to do what I'm told and what is best for the babies. C-Section, natural... it really doesn't matter to me as long as I have two healthy babies. So she went into detail. Pre-30 weeks I don't have a choice... it would be C-Section. The only scary part? Pre-30 weeks they have to make the Section incision in a different place than usual due to size. This place carries with it it's own complications. Additionally... if (when) we had kids in the future, I could ONLY ever have a C-Section and throughout the pregnancy I'd be at a higher risk for uterine rupture. Scary.
Lastly, I've been dying to type this for ages. We are officially at 99 days to go! I know we most likely won't make it that far, but it's a nice milestone to check off.