Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Let the Fun Begin

I wish you could see the sarcasm dripping from the title of this post.

My doctor told me early on that if I had more than 4 or more contractions in an hour I needed to let her know.  So after a rough night on Monday I called the office first thing and told them about my contractions.  The nurse told me to rest as much as possible, push fluids and call back if there were any changes.  So a good friend brought me three big mugs of water and I did my best to sit with my feet up at work.  But this is a busy week for me, so the rest thing didn't really happen as much as it probably should have.  Then, about 3:30pm I noticed a little bit of spotting.  I immediately called the doctor's office.  When the nurse called me back she suggested we go ahead and come to labor and delivery. 

Thankfully, my shift was over by then so I was able to leave without having to call someone else to come in.  I called the same friend who brought the water and asked her to take me to Montgomery where we could meet Doug.  Then Doug and I drove the rest of the way to the hospital.  By the time we got there I had had serveral more contractions, although I wasn't timing them because I knew I was going to the hospital anyway. 

It took a little while to get us to a room because they were really busy, but finally we got settled and they got me on the monitors.  After a little while the nurse came in and said that I wasn't having wild contractions, but it was enough to concern her.  So she checked me, just to be safe (still not dilated) and gave me a shot of terbutaline.  Then I got to enjoy the not-so-wonderful side effects of that drug.  If you've never had it before, it makes you really shaky and you feel like your heart is racing.  I'd had it when I was hospitalized with Logan so it was a somewhat familiar feeling, but two years can make you forget!  After I got the shot, the contractions went away completely and they sent me home with instructions to rest.

The nurses think I had just done too much, not had enough fluids and then the anxiety that the original contractions caused for me just made it worse.  So on our way home we got some Tylenol PM and I slept in until 8 o'clock this morning.  I'm feeling much better now and am back at work. 

All I can say is that I'm definitely looking forward to being off of work and in Alabaster for the last 3 weeks. 


  1. I want you to know that I'm right downstairs if you need me while you're at work! Even though we don't see each other often I'm thinking about you a lot and hope you won't hesitate to call me (at home or work) if you need a helping hand. I wish I could take some of your worry away. My intuition tells me that everything is going to be alright. Hugs!

  2. Praying that little Eli will quit being so fiesty for just a couple of more weeks for you! SLOW down mama! You earned a little rest. Three words... water, water, and drink!!!!!

  3. Anna - let Jenny and I know if there is anything we can do at all. We are blocks away from the hospital so if you need a place to hang out or some company just ask.

    We are praying for all 3 of yall!

  4. Wow just now reading this! I'm glad to hear everything is better now. Maybe I need to up my birth date, but hopefully Eli will stay safe and make his appearance closer to his due date. We are going to come by on the first football game unless I see that we can make it on Saturday. It is my mom's birthday Sunday and I don't know when we are celebrating. Anyway, stay well and we will see you soon!