Tuesday, March 16, 2010

The one where I went to Labor and Delivery




Yesterday I felt, for lack of a better word (and perhaps because I hang out with a two year-old all day), icky. I woke up feeling my usual aches and pains but as the morning progressed, I got a headache that threatened to turn into a migraine. And then with the puking...which I thought I had left behind me several weeks ago. Puking that even my Zofriend couldn't help.

So through the advice of my Facebook entourage medical experts, I decided I should call my OB to see if I could stop by just to get my blood pressure checked. After a few mishaps, including me being sent to my OB's office location that was actually CLOSED for the day, I finally talked to my OB who decided, given my symptoms and the way I have been trending, just to send me directly to L & D. When I called Mr. K to tell him this news, I started tearing up. I mean, I know we are going to have these babies in a matter of DAYS (six, but who's counting), but the possibility of having them any earlier than that really rocked me to the core. Planning, people! You know I love me some planning!

Mr. K met me at home, I threw some things into a bag and off we went, full of unbridled anxiety and nervous energy. They sent me to triage and hooked up the fetal monitors...except the nurse couldn't find Baby A's heartbeat. She looked and looked for the better part of five minutes (aka an ETERNITY) and she couldn't find anything and I didn't hear anything.

THIS HAD NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE. NEVER.

So you can imagine how hysterical I was. Except that I wasn't hysterical persay. I just couldn't stop crying. And Mr. K kept saying "No, no...you're 8.5 months pregnant! They've been perfect! He's fine, he's fine."

The nurse left and got another ultrasound machine as well as the resident OB. The OB kept saying she was sure it was just because the baby was really, really low. After a couple more agonizing minutes, they found Baby A's heart. FINALLY. Later, another triage nurse came in and looked at the original fetal monitor band and said "Oh hey, this thing isn't even working! No wonder!"

Apparently we'd arrived just in time for amateur hour at L & D triage! What good fortune!

In the end it was determined that while the protein in my urine was high-ish, my BP stabilized and the babies looked good so I was sent home to cook them for another week. Such drama! All we needed was a high-speed chase in a white Ford Bronco and we'd have made the 5 o'clock local news.

Enjoy the pictures of Mr. K and me basking in our visit to triage. See how calm, cool and collected we were? Psshht. Like cucumbers we were. Stone cold cucumbers.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

I don't get it and it's not fair. You woke up feeling icky, you had a migraine, you were vomitng, you were crying, AND you were in the middle of a serious freak out. You should look like crap yet you managed to get yourself pulled together so that you looked fresh as a daisy. Almost as if you'd stepped out of a fashion magazine for the hip, hot pregnant mama!! I'm jealous and bitter. I don't look that cute when I plan it out in advance!

Good luck. Keep calm. Drink water. Eat pie. Have pretty babies!

Shawn

Anonymous said...

I don't get it and it's not fair. You woke up feeling icky, you had a migraine, you were vomitng, you were crying, AND you were in the middle of a serious freak out. You should look like crap yet you managed to get yourself pulled together so that you looked fresh as a daisy. Almost as if you'd stepped out of a fashion magazine for the hip, hot pregnant mama!! I'm jealous and bitter. I don't look that cute when I plan it out in advance!

Good luck. Keep calm. Drink water. Eat pie. Have pretty babies!

Shawn

Sarah said...

AAA! I'm nervous just reading this! So glad all is well! Can't wait to meet the new guys :) xo

'Murgdan' said...

First...I love your pictures. Second...I'm glad all is well, you had me all panicky there for a minute.

Shannon said...

Those are the best pictures I've seen online all week. Glad everything went well!

Sunny said...

Guess what I was doing last night at 1 am?

HEADING TO LABOR AND DELIVERY WITH MY HUSBAND.

I am home again, babies still baking.

But is almost creepy how similar our twins are. If mine are born on your C-section date, then... well... I don't know what. But that will be insane.