Corny Noob
Proud Momma
So yesterday morning ever since I woke up I was having constant localized pain to the right of my belly button. I had had some contractions before going to class for the afternoon, but I was a little stressed out so I wasn't thinking much of it. I did however realize by noonish that the pain was constant but was certainly getting worse whenever I was changing positions, especially getting up or sitting down. Yet I went to class anyway, then after that off to my last shift of work.
I didn't even get to clock in because my boss wouldn't let me, I was describing the pains to him and telling him how I was being hesitant in calling my Dr's office because I had an appointment tomorrow (today) anyway, and I didn't want to be one of those worry wort women. Well he said it would really make him feel better if I called my doctor, and wouldn't let me clock in untill I did. So I called them and described the issue, seeing as that it was something difficult to really diagnose over the phone they said better safe then sorry I'd better come in and it would replace my appointment for today.
I drove to my mom's house (and in hindsight I apparently shouldn't have been driving anymore) and got there a little after 3pm, quick pit stop and off to the doctor's I went. (she was gonna come with me to todays appointment so I had called and asked if she wanted to come for this) Just in case, my parents wouldn't let me get into the truck without putting a towel down on the seat just in case my water broke 9_9 my mom also had her hospital bag packed and some stuff for me in case it "was time"
Got to the dr's office around 4:45 and uh...****ing suprise suprise 2 cm dialated (10cm dialated means the heads' aboot to pop out) But the doctor had no idea what the pain was, but just to be sure sent me off for an ultrasound to make sure everything was ok with me and Connor, then told me to go up to the Labor and delivery floor after since the doctor's office would be closed. Had my ultrasound, went up to the 4th floor and I thought I'd just be meeting with him and then going home, instead they put me in evaluation made me get undressed, strapped me to a fetal monitor the whole nine yards. Doctor finally comes back around and says they want to do a slew of blood work on me while waiting for the U/S wet reading results and to have me up to an IV so I stay hydrated. Finally get a ****ing IV line in me and 4 tubes of blood drawn, the U/S was fine, and consequently so was the blood work but they decided to admit me for observation over night.
Better to be safe then sorry and send me home since I live farther away and then have to come back in the middle of the night in labor. *another* Internal exam (I forgot to mention that these hurt so ****ing much)Still 2cm dilated, but according to the monitor I was contracting up a ****ing storm and didn't even realize it. Got me all settled into a room and all rehooked up to that rooms' fetal monitor, after the blood results came back ok they said I could finally eat and since it was way past kitchen hours at 9pm mom went out to the local grocery store and pizza place to go fetch us food stuffs for the evening.
Most uncomfy night of sleep ever, I was nervous because I didn't know what was wrong, in pain because of whatever's going on, in more pain whenever I moved or had a particularly good contraction, tethered to my IV pole or the fetal monitor, which I had to unplug and then drag the wires around with me any time I wanted to pee, which was a lot cause of the IV bag. And every time I moved the wrong way, Connor moved the wrong way or the conducters slipped they had to come readjust the damn monitor. Mom and I just could not sleep very well. Maybe got about 2 hours of the most restless sleep I've ever had in my entire life and when it finally got to be about 5:30 in the morning we just gave up on trying to go back to sleep.
Over the course of the night the constant pain decided to be gone, but was still hurting like all hell if I shifted wrong or whenever I got up to go to the bathroom, but improvement is improvement (and still where I'm at now). Got more blood taken, and breakfast finally came around 8:30 ish. Doctor finally came back around 9:30, another ****ing internal exam, and after all that contracting last night only 2.5 cm dialted. He said I could go home but I'm on bed rest now at least through the weekend so I've been laying around since I got home around 11:30 this morning but I have a feeling this is going to drive me nuts.
He said there is no way I'm going to make it all the way to my due date, however he doesn't think that I'm going to suddenly snap into active labor, given that all the contracting I was doing from about 6pm yesterday to 9pm today only managed .5 of a cm. Interesting to note, when I was having them very constant and consistantly the nurses said that I was having more contractions then their active labor patients....oi.
There's my story.
Summary: Lots of pain, went to doctors got admited to hospital, crappiest night of sleep ever, I am dialated but I'm not delivering yet.
I didn't even get to clock in because my boss wouldn't let me, I was describing the pains to him and telling him how I was being hesitant in calling my Dr's office because I had an appointment tomorrow (today) anyway, and I didn't want to be one of those worry wort women. Well he said it would really make him feel better if I called my doctor, and wouldn't let me clock in untill I did. So I called them and described the issue, seeing as that it was something difficult to really diagnose over the phone they said better safe then sorry I'd better come in and it would replace my appointment for today.
I drove to my mom's house (and in hindsight I apparently shouldn't have been driving anymore) and got there a little after 3pm, quick pit stop and off to the doctor's I went. (she was gonna come with me to todays appointment so I had called and asked if she wanted to come for this) Just in case, my parents wouldn't let me get into the truck without putting a towel down on the seat just in case my water broke 9_9 my mom also had her hospital bag packed and some stuff for me in case it "was time"
Got to the dr's office around 4:45 and uh...****ing suprise suprise 2 cm dialated (10cm dialated means the heads' aboot to pop out) But the doctor had no idea what the pain was, but just to be sure sent me off for an ultrasound to make sure everything was ok with me and Connor, then told me to go up to the Labor and delivery floor after since the doctor's office would be closed. Had my ultrasound, went up to the 4th floor and I thought I'd just be meeting with him and then going home, instead they put me in evaluation made me get undressed, strapped me to a fetal monitor the whole nine yards. Doctor finally comes back around and says they want to do a slew of blood work on me while waiting for the U/S wet reading results and to have me up to an IV so I stay hydrated. Finally get a ****ing IV line in me and 4 tubes of blood drawn, the U/S was fine, and consequently so was the blood work but they decided to admit me for observation over night.
Better to be safe then sorry and send me home since I live farther away and then have to come back in the middle of the night in labor. *another* Internal exam (I forgot to mention that these hurt so ****ing much)Still 2cm dilated, but according to the monitor I was contracting up a ****ing storm and didn't even realize it. Got me all settled into a room and all rehooked up to that rooms' fetal monitor, after the blood results came back ok they said I could finally eat and since it was way past kitchen hours at 9pm mom went out to the local grocery store and pizza place to go fetch us food stuffs for the evening.
Most uncomfy night of sleep ever, I was nervous because I didn't know what was wrong, in pain because of whatever's going on, in more pain whenever I moved or had a particularly good contraction, tethered to my IV pole or the fetal monitor, which I had to unplug and then drag the wires around with me any time I wanted to pee, which was a lot cause of the IV bag. And every time I moved the wrong way, Connor moved the wrong way or the conducters slipped they had to come readjust the damn monitor. Mom and I just could not sleep very well. Maybe got about 2 hours of the most restless sleep I've ever had in my entire life and when it finally got to be about 5:30 in the morning we just gave up on trying to go back to sleep.
Over the course of the night the constant pain decided to be gone, but was still hurting like all hell if I shifted wrong or whenever I got up to go to the bathroom, but improvement is improvement (and still where I'm at now). Got more blood taken, and breakfast finally came around 8:30 ish. Doctor finally came back around 9:30, another ****ing internal exam, and after all that contracting last night only 2.5 cm dialted. He said I could go home but I'm on bed rest now at least through the weekend so I've been laying around since I got home around 11:30 this morning but I have a feeling this is going to drive me nuts.
He said there is no way I'm going to make it all the way to my due date, however he doesn't think that I'm going to suddenly snap into active labor, given that all the contracting I was doing from about 6pm yesterday to 9pm today only managed .5 of a cm. Interesting to note, when I was having them very constant and consistantly the nurses said that I was having more contractions then their active labor patients....oi.
There's my story.
Summary: Lots of pain, went to doctors got admited to hospital, crappiest night of sleep ever, I am dialated but I'm not delivering yet.
I'm very proud of her, Rachel, as she didn't even have any pain relief and afterwards she said, it was not as painful as she'd expected.
