My week has had a little bit of drama.
Tuesday started out with a routine check-up. 29 weeks. Standard weight, blood pressure, listen to the heart beat.
Or that was the plan.
But as I was dragging a sick Chase and a bored Ellis to my early morning appointment [Normally Chase would have been on the bus and Ellis at Grandma's house] I got a call. To tell me that my doctor was doing an emergency c-section. They wanted to catch me in time. I was already in the building. So they decided that they would sneak me in to see one of the other doctors.
I told him that I was mildly concerned about the volume of contractions that I was having. And that some seemed to be very painful. I just wanted confirmation that they were not productive.
He decided to put me on the monitor. The nurse that hooked me up was training a new person. She introduced the machine by saying "You will see the heart beat line here, but you will probably get a nice straight line here because 29 weeks is too early for contractions." I laughed and said that was why I was being put on the machine. She turned to the new nurse again and said "You won't see anything there."
So being out to prove them all wrong, [or just because I know my own body better than she thought] there were nice strong contractions every 3 minutes for the next 45 minutes. And the doctor was not happy about it. I got an internal exam, an ultrasound, and a new test [new since Chase and Ellis] called the fFN.
Long story short [4 hours at an OB office with 2 bored kids makes for a VERY long story,] the good news is that I am not really dilating [1/2 centimeter/fingertip], there is only slight shortening [measured by ultrasound and considered not significant] and the fFN is negative. So I am not considered a risk for the next 14 days [the length of time the fFN is considered accurate.]
Part of me feels like all the testing was a bit much [this opinion might have something to do with aforementioned bored kids for 4 hours,] but on the other hand it was nice to have the reassurance that things are okay for the time being.
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1 comment:
Glad that baby girl is staying put!
And why is there always one nurse/doctor/receptionist who think they know better than you about things like that?
I can't imagine how bored the girls were. I was put on one when I was pregnant with Hanna (twice really, but the second time was super short as they sent us to the hospital to have her).
I think maybe I was hooked up for an hour, maybe, and I was SUPER bored.
I may have been on one with Quinn as well, for a short time. Mark had to take Hanna out of the room to entertain her.
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