So I had a WONDERFUL dr appt. today. Found out that the boys are both still heads-down and are weighing nearly 6 lbs each!! (Scrappy weighed in at 5 lbs 12 oz an Spanky weighed 5 lbs 10 oz.) (This pic is a 3D of Spanky sucking his thumb!) Dr. M was so pleased with their growth and that they were practice breathing so well. I scheduled my next appt for June 23rd. Before I left, Dr. M said he didn't think he would be seeing me before then, but if I needed anything to call the office. Ummm...less than 24 hrs later he had to see me again!
J and I took C out to dinner to cool off and while we were sitting there I started to feel sooo uncomfortable. I had told J earlier that I was feeling "off" b/c I slipped and fell in the kitchen. Well, I didn't really fall completely...just almost-did-a-split type of thing. (C had been "helping" take care of Boomie so he fed him and "watered" him except he mostly watered the floor! OOOPS!) Anyway, it kind of felt like a pulled muscle or something so I automatically assumed it was round ligament pain. I started to have the BH contractions at the restauarant though so on the drive home I decided to time them. They were nothing much...maybe 7-8 minutes apart and not horribly strong. So I decided to give C his bath (he picked orange this time) and get ready for bed myself. While I was running C's bath water I realized that these suckers were getting stronger. I still didn't really worry about timing them b/c they didn't seem to be ridiculously close together. After the bath, I was sitting in the glider reading C his bedtime stories when I realized that these contractions really were getting stronger since I had to stop reading whileI was having one. They seemed to be coming pretty fast too. After timing them for about an hour, I called the after-hours number and got a call back from Barb (the Nurse Practioner). [This was about 10:45 pm.]
B: "What's going on?"
M: "Well, I fell in the kitchen and I am not having any bleeding of leaking, but it seems like it started some contractions."
B: "When did you fall?"
M: "About 7pm and I had a pain after that but no contractions until around 8 pm. By 9 pm they were about every 7-8 minutes apart."
B: "Are they still 7-8 minutes apart?"
M: "No, now they are about every 2 minutes..."
B: "You are having contractions every 2 minutes?????"
M: "Yes, they last about 1 minute each..."
B: "You need to go straight to the hospital immediately!" ( YOU FLIPPIN' IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
So, I told J that I needed to go in and get that shot of Brethine that worked so handily last time this scene occurred....he told me to call him as soon as I knew anything, but we weren't worried b/c this was Round 3 of PTL and I was confident that it would be quickly stopped. It was a little tough to drive over I don't think that I even came close to the speed limit most of the time b/c I was concentrating on my breathing, but I wasn't in severe pain at this point. Once I got there and got all checked in, Dr. M decided that I needed to get the shot of Brethine. (Just as I had suspected...) They gave me the first shot and I was surprised to find that it did NOTHING. Didn't even slow them down. The nurse told me not to worry b/c she could give me the shot 2 more times. When she went to give me the next dose, we had to wait an extra 10 minutes b/c my pulse was too high...that shot also did NOTHING. The same thing with the high pulse for the third...which...actually MADE THEM STRONGER. UGH!! I was starting to get a little nervous here b/c it was about 3 am and I didn't know what in the world would go on...my nurse came back in and explained about transport (not quite as scary this time b/c I am so much closer to term) and then added that Dr. M may want to try something else first. He did...my magic bullet...magnesium sulfate. They added that to my IV right away and I felt the "tanning bed" sensation. Luckily, my room was super cool so it wasn't too bad. (Also, my super nice nurse Jessica came back in with plenty of ice water and cold cloths for my head.) BUT...the contractions still didn't stop. I was getting nervous. The nurse was getting nervous. I was thinking about what all I needed Jack to bring with him and whether he should meet me at the big hospital or if they would let him ride down with me from here. Then, the magic started to happen. The contractions started to feel a little less intense and then gradually began to space out. Luckily, by the next morning they were out of their regular pattern. My day nurse came in and was scheduled to turn it down...she waited it out b/c I was still having more contractions than the like to see...finally, Dr. M okayed turning it down to see what happened. Luckily again, they spaced out some more even with the lower dose of mag. Eventually, we got to the point where they looked like what I would have on a normal NST so I was allowed to quit the mag. No heartburn this time either! WOOHOO!!
Verdict: Dr. M 3, PTL 0!!!!!!!!!!!!
Before I left my nurse gave me the rundown:
*If I go into labor again before Saturday I will go to the big hospital for sure!
*If I go into labor next week (Sat. to Sat.), it will be dependent on my dr where I deliver, but there is a chance my babies could be sent to the big hospital without me.
*If I go into labor after that, I will deliver there and most likely my babies will get to stay with me and go home with me without any problems!! That is only 10 more days away!! WOOHOO!
No Question today either...too wiped out to think of one!
Cute thing: One of my preschoolers' moms works L&D at my hospital and she came in to "yell at me" for being there! She had pics from graduation and they were so cute!
Good Things:
*Labor was stopped successfully!
*C was super cute at the hospital and was really good for Daddy!
*Only 10 more days until full-term for twins!!
J and I took C out to dinner to cool off and while we were sitting there I started to feel sooo uncomfortable. I had told J earlier that I was feeling "off" b/c I slipped and fell in the kitchen. Well, I didn't really fall completely...just almost-did-a-split type of thing. (C had been "helping" take care of Boomie so he fed him and "watered" him except he mostly watered the floor! OOOPS!) Anyway, it kind of felt like a pulled muscle or something so I automatically assumed it was round ligament pain. I started to have the BH contractions at the restauarant though so on the drive home I decided to time them. They were nothing much...maybe 7-8 minutes apart and not horribly strong. So I decided to give C his bath (he picked orange this time) and get ready for bed myself. While I was running C's bath water I realized that these suckers were getting stronger. I still didn't really worry about timing them b/c they didn't seem to be ridiculously close together. After the bath, I was sitting in the glider reading C his bedtime stories when I realized that these contractions really were getting stronger since I had to stop reading whileI was having one. They seemed to be coming pretty fast too. After timing them for about an hour, I called the after-hours number and got a call back from Barb (the Nurse Practioner). [This was about 10:45 pm.]
B: "What's going on?"
M: "Well, I fell in the kitchen and I am not having any bleeding of leaking, but it seems like it started some contractions."
B: "When did you fall?"
M: "About 7pm and I had a pain after that but no contractions until around 8 pm. By 9 pm they were about every 7-8 minutes apart."
B: "Are they still 7-8 minutes apart?"
M: "No, now they are about every 2 minutes..."
B: "You are having contractions every 2 minutes?????"
M: "Yes, they last about 1 minute each..."
B: "You need to go straight to the hospital immediately!" ( YOU FLIPPIN' IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
So, I told J that I needed to go in and get that shot of Brethine that worked so handily last time this scene occurred....he told me to call him as soon as I knew anything, but we weren't worried b/c this was Round 3 of PTL and I was confident that it would be quickly stopped. It was a little tough to drive over I don't think that I even came close to the speed limit most of the time b/c I was concentrating on my breathing, but I wasn't in severe pain at this point. Once I got there and got all checked in, Dr. M decided that I needed to get the shot of Brethine. (Just as I had suspected...) They gave me the first shot and I was surprised to find that it did NOTHING. Didn't even slow them down. The nurse told me not to worry b/c she could give me the shot 2 more times. When she went to give me the next dose, we had to wait an extra 10 minutes b/c my pulse was too high...that shot also did NOTHING. The same thing with the high pulse for the third...which...actually MADE THEM STRONGER. UGH!! I was starting to get a little nervous here b/c it was about 3 am and I didn't know what in the world would go on...my nurse came back in and explained about transport (not quite as scary this time b/c I am so much closer to term) and then added that Dr. M may want to try something else first. He did...my magic bullet...magnesium sulfate. They added that to my IV right away and I felt the "tanning bed" sensation. Luckily, my room was super cool so it wasn't too bad. (Also, my super nice nurse Jessica came back in with plenty of ice water and cold cloths for my head.) BUT...the contractions still didn't stop. I was getting nervous. The nurse was getting nervous. I was thinking about what all I needed Jack to bring with him and whether he should meet me at the big hospital or if they would let him ride down with me from here. Then, the magic started to happen. The contractions started to feel a little less intense and then gradually began to space out. Luckily, by the next morning they were out of their regular pattern. My day nurse came in and was scheduled to turn it down...she waited it out b/c I was still having more contractions than the like to see...finally, Dr. M okayed turning it down to see what happened. Luckily again, they spaced out some more even with the lower dose of mag. Eventually, we got to the point where they looked like what I would have on a normal NST so I was allowed to quit the mag. No heartburn this time either! WOOHOO!!
Verdict: Dr. M 3, PTL 0!!!!!!!!!!!!
Before I left my nurse gave me the rundown:
*If I go into labor again before Saturday I will go to the big hospital for sure!
*If I go into labor next week (Sat. to Sat.), it will be dependent on my dr where I deliver, but there is a chance my babies could be sent to the big hospital without me.
*If I go into labor after that, I will deliver there and most likely my babies will get to stay with me and go home with me without any problems!! That is only 10 more days away!! WOOHOO!
No Question today either...too wiped out to think of one!
Cute thing: One of my preschoolers' moms works L&D at my hospital and she came in to "yell at me" for being there! She had pics from graduation and they were so cute!
Good Things:
*Labor was stopped successfully!
*C was super cute at the hospital and was really good for Daddy!
*Only 10 more days until full-term for twins!!
1 comment:
WHAT??!!! You drove yourself to the hospital?? LISA!!!!
Really - I'm glad that the ptl was able to be stopped again. Please rest up. :)
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