Another tidbit for you about my last 36 hours.
Summary will be brief because I didn’t sleep last night. But I’m home, and hoping to stay here for awhile. Basically, it seems we are moving towards an early labor, but how early is anyone’s guess. 30 weeks will be here Saturday. Survival rates are more than 90% at this hospital at this point, with 80-90% of the surviving babies suffering little to no longterm problems. Every day is better and we’re in a slow race against time. Hoping we will progress to labor slowly, but that time will pass quickly. If I am not contracting, my cervix is still over 3.1 cm, but when I am it goes down to 2.2. Doctors don’t think it’s significant unless it stays at that lower number. So cross your fingers for us. Nifedipine stopped the regular contractions, with some low blood pressure/fast heart rate issues but no crashing.
Non-medical summary of my feelings about my hospital stay: The nurse who “took care of” me from 7am to 7pm asked me at 6:15pm why I’d come into the hospital. A nutritionist came to talk to me at 5pm about the interactions of the drugs I’m on for high blood pressure/threatened pre-eclampsia and certain foods. Don’t worry, you haven’t misunderstood me – I have neither hpb or threatened pre-eclampsia. And I’m not on any drugs for them. But she assured me I was – patients are often unaware of their medications. Somehow magically hospital salad, mac & cheese, and waffles can all taste exactly the same. When we were leaving the nurse called out “congratulations” to us right as we passed a man in the hallway crying.
At least I know they have an excellent NICU…..
More tomorrow if I have the energy and no new developments. I’ll also try to write personal emails.