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Showing posts with label hospital. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hospital. Show all posts
Friday, August 29, 2008
Alana update #2
She is still holding a fever as of this morning. Dr. T wants to keep her yet another night to make sure we can beat this stubborn fever. After all is said and done, she will have to see specialists to diagnose these chronic pneumonia's, which could either be an immune deficiancy or a tactile problem with her lung cavities. We're praying for neither and that this would never happen again! On top of everything Isabel had a fever last night that spiked at 102.4 so we have to go to the dr for her now. Our sleeping is getting close to nonexistant so just pray for strength for us, and our wonderful grandparents, who have been in hospital with Alana since the first day, sans showers. They are amazing! And thanks to our wonderful friends who have visited her-you truly made her day and seeing her smile and laugh just makes everything better for that moment. We are trying to keep our "joy" throughout all this and praise hHim through this storm.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Irritable Uterus
I heard that phrase a couple times last night. Let me tell you what happened.
Right around 9pm, while watching American Idol, I started having pretty painful contractions. I've been having Braxton Hicks for awhile now, but they were never painsful. These bad boys though definetely took my breath away and I couldn't talk through them. I started to time them. They were pretty sporadic but on average were coming every 10 minutes. I called the dr, who told me to immediately come in so he can have a look.
When I get there, I have lots of "fun" exams done to my hoo ha, (catheters anyone??), and pretty much everyone in labor and delivery has been exploring in this area. Good times. I wait. and wait. and wait. So 730 am, the dr comes in and tells me that I was dehydrated, hence why they kept me on iv fluids all night, and all my tests came back with good results. Great news! Isabel will NOT be making an early appearence after all. I'm only 25 weeks pregnant, so giving birth at this stage would not be a good thing whatsoever. The doctors reacted quickly, like something out of a high drama medical show, and I am very grateful for that.
I am stuck today in bed, with orders from the doc to take it easy for a couple days. I will not fight that, because I am VERY tired. Sleep is a wonderful healer of sorts.
Things I learned:
-Isabel is a fighter. In that she does NOT like the monitoring belts they strap on you. She kept kicking them off all night, sending the sweet L and D nurses into a tizzy trying to get a heartbeat on her. She was straight up MAD at these constricting things all up on her uterine home, and she definetely let us know how unhappy she was about the situation. Fun hearing her loud heartbeat and her kicks in the monitor though.
-always bring earplugs to the ER. You never know how long you are going to be there. And if you end up spending the night, and you want to have any rests, it's the only way to go. I wanted to throw my IV pump across the room with the constant cranking sound it was making.
-Drink water like it's going out of style. Next time I have any exams done to me like they did, I want to be actually pushing a baby out in the next day or 2. So no more preterm labor for me please.
So I am going back to bed for my second long nap of the day. I hope you are doing wonderfully and I will write again soon when I feel less like a sleepless zombie.
Right around 9pm, while watching American Idol, I started having pretty painful contractions. I've been having Braxton Hicks for awhile now, but they were never painsful. These bad boys though definetely took my breath away and I couldn't talk through them. I started to time them. They were pretty sporadic but on average were coming every 10 minutes. I called the dr, who told me to immediately come in so he can have a look.
When I get there, I have lots of "fun" exams done to my hoo ha, (catheters anyone??), and pretty much everyone in labor and delivery has been exploring in this area. Good times. I wait. and wait. and wait. So 730 am, the dr comes in and tells me that I was dehydrated, hence why they kept me on iv fluids all night, and all my tests came back with good results. Great news! Isabel will NOT be making an early appearence after all. I'm only 25 weeks pregnant, so giving birth at this stage would not be a good thing whatsoever. The doctors reacted quickly, like something out of a high drama medical show, and I am very grateful for that.
I am stuck today in bed, with orders from the doc to take it easy for a couple days. I will not fight that, because I am VERY tired. Sleep is a wonderful healer of sorts.
Things I learned:
-Isabel is a fighter. In that she does NOT like the monitoring belts they strap on you. She kept kicking them off all night, sending the sweet L and D nurses into a tizzy trying to get a heartbeat on her. She was straight up MAD at these constricting things all up on her uterine home, and she definetely let us know how unhappy she was about the situation. Fun hearing her loud heartbeat and her kicks in the monitor though.
-always bring earplugs to the ER. You never know how long you are going to be there. And if you end up spending the night, and you want to have any rests, it's the only way to go. I wanted to throw my IV pump across the room with the constant cranking sound it was making.
-Drink water like it's going out of style. Next time I have any exams done to me like they did, I want to be actually pushing a baby out in the next day or 2. So no more preterm labor for me please.
So I am going back to bed for my second long nap of the day. I hope you are doing wonderfully and I will write again soon when I feel less like a sleepless zombie.
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