Last week, in a 5 day period, I only needed the terbutiline twice to stop contractions. We were very happy. Dr comes in yesterday morning and says when I hit 32 weeks, which will be Thursday, if my strip (monitoring strip for contractions) looks stable and we're not needing the shot daily to stop them then we're on the road to go home. They're going to do the fetal fibernectin test to see if my body is preparing for labor (releasing a particular enzyme) and they're also going to do an internal to check my dilation. If I'm not more than 3cm and the fetal fibernectin test is negative I'll get to go home. Granted it might be just for a week, but I'd get to go home. Wouldn't you know that after the dr leaves and they put me on the monitor, I need the shot. Last night, I need the shot again. This morning got the damn shot again. Just as they're saying things are looking great and they're thinking I'll get to go home, my stupid uterus starts acting up again. If I keep on like this for another day or so, they're not going to let me go home. For my sanity, I need to go home. I know there have been women who've been admitted into the hospital and had to stay a lot longer than me. I don't know how they did it because I feel like I'm going to snap.
On a lighter note, James did spend the whole weekend with me and I loved every minute of it. It makes such a difference. The weather looks wonderful outside of my window that won't open. I think I'll go on a wheelchair ride outside today. I need some fresh air.
Friday Fellowship - Shay Shull
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