You know the story where Delilah cuts his hair and he loses all his strength?? Well that has been my life since I cut my hair!!!!
So far I have been sick as hell, lost my credit/debit card, had family drama, and spent 18 hours of hell in Labor and Delivery!!!
Thursday I had a docs appointment and decided after that I wanted to have lunch with Clark, so off I went, we had lunch, and after some visiting with his co-workers, in which I am pretty sure I jinxed myself by handing out invitations to Turtles shower, I went home with what I thought was just a little bit of a headache. Well by the time Clark got home from work around 5 pm I felt like I wanted to cry!!! I had started off just having the headache, and a little bit of cramping when I got home, but in that 3 hours it went to almost constant abdominal pain, and even pain into my vagina. I also noticed that my legs had swollen to huge proportions, and I had stopped urinating. At Clark's urging I busted out the Doppler to listen to Turtle, and we were startled when her HR went from the 140's down to like 50 during one of these "pains". I freaked, and called the OB who told me to carry my butt to L&D to get monitored, so off we went. We get there at about 7:45 pm check in, and got all hooked up on the monitors. They gave up on the heart rate monitor because my belly is just to little for them to keep Turtle's HR tracing, but left the contraction monitor on. We sat there for about an hour and a half after getting all hooked up, when all hell broke loose, and the nurses come in with an IV, and a bunch of needles!!! I looked at the nurse, and she said, "Hunny you are staying for the night because you are contracting every 2-5 minutes!" WTF?? I just started to cry as Clark asked what all the needles were for. The nurse explained that they were going to start me on an IV, and give me 3 terbutaline injections over the next hour and a half to try to get everything calmed down. All I could think was that at 21 weeks 5 days there was NO WAY this little one was ready to come out. They gave me the first terbutaline injection, and I can tell you that I HATE THAT CRAP!!! Omg I felt like I had just run a marathon!! It is the most horrible feeling I have ever had!! The second one just made it worse, and then they told me that they had to do an FFN (Fetal FibroNectin) test.... yeah that was a great experience to let me tell you!! No speculum, no lube, just me, the nurse with a glove, and a swab!! Nuff said!!! Then came the 3rd shot, and some Ambian to help me sleep. By that time it was about 11pm, and I told Clark that since they were going to keep me that he might as well head home because I knew Kent was already upset, and there was no point for him to stay with me when Kent would need him the next morning, not to mention that we have 6 dogs who need to be looked after!!! So after a pretty tearful goodbye, he was gone and I was alone to ponder the rest of the night. The Ambian SUCKED and did no good, I was up most of the night staring at the clock, having contractions, and crying.
Clark came back at about 9:30 Friday morning, to let me know that he had gotten Kent off to school and taken the day off. I told him that the midwife had been in to see me at about 7:30 and said that the contractions were looking better, but I informed her that I was having more then the monitor was picking up, and that I had a BLAZING headache thanks to the meds. She told me that they were gonna look at the tests, and call the nurses later to let them know what to do with me. Well, right after Clark got there, they told me that I was going down for an U/S to check my cervix, so off we go to do that. The tech said Turtle looked great, and that everything seemed to be just fine, and sent me back to my room. So, about 11:30 the nurse comes in and tells me I can leave..... Uh ok, any meds to go home on?? Nope doc said to just take it easy and they will see you on Tuesday. I told her I was NOT leaving w/o see a doctor and getting some answers!! So she calls them and comes back to tell me that the doc won't be there til after 1:30 and if I want to wait I can. So we waited, I had some fantastic broth for lunch, and at 1:30 the "Man" strolled in, told me that my cervix was long and closed, the previa had totally moved, and my contractions weren't strong enough to cause any problems for Turtle. He also said that there was no point in putting me on meds because the baby looked great and the contractions were just being uncomfortable... Ok, the nurse couldn't have just freaking TOLD ME THAT 2 DAMN HOURS AGO???? He just laughed, but Clark and I found nothing about it funny. So he left after telling us we were free to go..... 20 minutes later, we were still sitting there waiting for the nurse to come get the IV out, so finally I sent Clark up to the desk to see what was going on. He stood there at the nurses station for almost 5 minutes before anyone even acknowledged he was there, so that didn't help his mood at all!! So finally after another 30 minutes the IV was gone and we were out the door!!! Clark took me out to IHOP for some real food, and we made it home just in time for Kent to get off the bus. The bus driver told me that Kent had been terrified for me all day, and kept asking if the Turtle would be ok if she was born today... of course they told him yes, but we all know that couldn't have been further from the truth!!
So here I sit still having contractions, trying not to worry about this little girl of mine, and relishing every little move that she makes for now!!
How much do you think it would cost me to get my hair glued back on???
What’s the word for one step past kintsukuroi?
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