This morning I went to see Dr. T the cardiologist. He basically asked me how I was doing and I updated him on my bedrest status. I told him they were planning on inducing me and he told me that he wanted me to let him know when that was going to be (woops, forgot to call him!). He informed me again that the last echo showed that my VSD had resolved, but he still would like to follow up with me and possibly do a more invasive test later on to be sure. To me it all seems like a big to-do about nothing, but I like Dr. T a lot, so I'll go along with it.
After that appointment, I had a break between seeing Dr. T and Dr. W, so Kari came over and we went to eat lunch at Agave and catch up. After Agave she came over and we visited at my house for a while and watched the TV show "Face Off". When it was time to leave to go see Dr. W, I thanked Kari profusely for getting me out of the house and coming to visit me. It gets really lonely on bedrest sometimes and it really cheers me up when people stop by!
Wyatt, we had our second Biophysical Profile (BPP) today. They did the ultrasound first again, measuring the amount of amniotic fluid and watching you do different things on the screen. You had both hands up by your face this time and were trying to decide which thumb to suck on. She asked me if I was having a Braxton Hicks contraction under my right ribcage. I told her I was. She showed me that you were knocking me in that spot with your knee, causing a contraction! I thought it was really funny.
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| Your foot - measuring at 6.52 cm - a little longer than your Daddy's pinky! |
After the ultrasound, they did another nonstress test where they hooked me up to a couple monitors - one watching your heart rate and one measuring my contractions. I got to sit in a recliner again and push a button every time I felt you move. You weren't as active this week as you were last week, but then again neither was mommy - I nearly fell asleep in the chair! I blame it on having trouble sleeping last night (surprise, surprise), waking up early, and a Mexican-induced food coma.
After we passed that test, we headed over to Dr. W's office. Same ol', same ol' - vital signs (BP was still high), weight, pee in a cup, and go sit in the waiting room again waiting for an exam room to open up because apparently the nurses don't know when they are full. Then get brought back to an exam room, pants off, paper drape cover, and sit upright on an uncomfortable patient table for half an hour. Can you tell I'm over this?
Dr. W came in and told me she was happier with my blood pressure even though it was still high for me. She checked my ankles for the swelling and told me they looked a lot better. She told me that my Strep B test was negative - so no antibiotics needed for delivery. She checked me again and I'm still dilated to just a 1. Then we talked about induction.
She told me to come in 5 AM Monday morning on March 5th, to which I responded by making a face and emitting a weird sound from my mouth. I guess I made my opinion on that clear. She changed her mind, telling me to come in at 5 PM on Sunday March 4th and we would do Cervidil that night to "ripen my cervix" and then break my water and start Pitocin in the AM on March 5th.
Dr. W told me that the Labor and Delivery nurses were going to give her crap for inducing me at 37 weeks, but she is concerned about my blood pressures and says that everything looks good and that you are healthy, baby Wyatt. Everything is a go from her point of view, so we are going to be doing this thing!
I'm feeling nervous and overwhelmed now that there is an end in sight - even though that's what I have been wanting. I feel like there are a 1000 things I need to do, and yet I'm just so exhausted I can't get off this couch. One minute I am ready and cheering us on, the next minute I want to hide in bed and pull the covers over my head. Don't worry, mommy will get her shit together in the next 4 days!
(Or she's gonna try really freakin' hard!)
Love,
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