One of the reasons I love my husband so much is his sense of humor. He can always make me laugh and always knows how to lighten a tense situation with a well placed comment.
“When is this pregnancy going to stop getting exciting?” said my husband after we had spent the morning and afternoon at St. Francis and a follow up call from my obgyn office. J Cracks me up I tell you.
Yesterday I woke up with some pressure in my abdomen and sharp pain. It didn’t go away by the time I went for my scheduled appt with my doctor. She did a cervix exam which came back good and then did the fFN test which tells if a woman is at risk of going into preterm labor. That test had to go to the lab so in the meantime we were off to the hospital to be monitored and be given a non stress test. The boys were very uncooperative but there weren’t any contractions so they did an ultra sound and the boys looked good so I was told to go home and rest. About my doctor called back with the results of the fFN test. I am at 50% chance of going into labor within the next 2 weeks…….ummm what? So I was sent to have round 2 of the monitoring/non stress test today with the knowledge that I could be admitted. And they decided to start the 2 part shot to strengthen the boys’ lungs in case they do show up before they should. I was also told that at this point they would be comfortable with me stopping work if I was comfortable with it. They suggested I do but b/c of what I do they aren’t going to force me.
So last night Brett and I worked on baby stuff, shrinking the pile in our living room a bit more, I packed an overnight bag and nervously went to bed early. I must be super tired all the time b/c whenever I don’t think I’m going to be able to sleep I always do. I may not sleep through the night but I can usually get back to sleep easily.
We went today, both of us nervous and antsy, for the non stress test and the shot. The test couldn’t have been more easy, the boys cooperated more today than they ever have before, and while I had 3 contractions they said those were practice contractions, not labor contractions. Okay…shrug...they know what they are talking about. The nurse also talked to me about relaxing, letting people do things for me and staying out of work. She was more adamant than my doctor about it but still, I was told it was my decision.
Next was the shot. This shot is in the same family as prednisone and is a corticosteroid to help develop the lungs so if they are born premature, they will have a better chance of having normal lung function. The shot is given in 2 stages, 24 hours apart from each other. And that needle is HUGE. The medicine is injected in the upper part of the butt and there’s a lot of it. The nurse described the shot as “not a pleasant shot” which basically screamed to me PAIN but it really wasn’t bad at all. The shots I have to give myself every night hurt more but I think b/c I’ve basically been a pin cushion for the past 2.5 years, I’m fairly used to needles. The aftermath isn’t as nice, my hip and my butt are achy but if it helps the boys, bring it on! I go tomorrow for the second shot and then I should be done.
I’ve decided to try 3 days a week working. I will do Mon, Wed, Fri and take Tues and Thurs off for now. Unless that schedule gets to be too much or if I’m told otherwise by the doctors, that’s what I figured I would start with. Our next appointment is with the MFM (High risk) doctor and is an ultrasound appointment next Wednesday morning.
And with that, I will leave you with another wonderful quip from my husband…. “These boys are already grounded when they come out!”
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