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| Week 36 7/14/02 - 7/20/02 |
| Late last week, I started to notice that I was a little sore "down there" but I figured at 35 weeks pregnant something is always sore!! So I didn't pay too much attention to it... It started getting worse as the week went on and by the beginning of this week I really was in pain. I knew it wasn't contractions but had no idea what is was... I would have my doctor's appointment on Monday so I was trying to just make it until then because I really didn't want to go to the hospital and the baby was moving fine. Sunday night it got so bad that I could barely walk, I was cramping really bad on the sides, where my ovaries would be, and also had tremendous pain between my legs. Think of someone with a steel toed boot kicking you right between the legs, that's what it feels like. Also, the baby had stopped moving for a couple of hours. We had no idea what was going on. Jim called the doctor and the doctor on call told us to come right down to the hospital. Even though my gut told me this wasn't going to be it, Jim figured we better be ready incase something was wrong with the baby and we had to have the C-section that night. So he ran around the house frantically finishing packing my bag as it was only half done. Then he ripped open the box for the travel system we had just gotten at our shower and took out the car seat. (I think this was the first time it hit me, how close we are to having the baby!!) He threw everything in the car and off we went... it was 9:30pm. We got to the hospital and they put me in a room right away. The nurse started walking towards the room that I was in when they induced me with Faith and I just stopped in my tracks. I asked her, "Are we going in there?" She said no and pointed to the room across the hall... Thank goodness!!! I explained to her why I didn't want anything to do with that other room and she told me to make sure I told them as soon as I came in for my C that I didn't want that room. They hooked me all up and tested my urine, blood pressure, all that stuff. Everything was fine... no contractions... baby was great... They gave me 2 tylenol... which didn't do a thing for my pain. Then the baby had a dip in her heartbeat....down to 95... Jim and I were freaking out...we didn;t know what to do! It only lasted about 10 seconds but it was so scary. They decided to monitor us for a few more hours to make sure it didn't happen again. The nurse said she probably has them from time to time and we just don't know it. She did fine after that. After 3 doctors trying to figure out what was wrong with me, they finally came to the conclusion that it is a nerve thing. probably my sciatic nerve... although my pain isn't traditionally where that pain would be... They think the baby is dropping and aggravating that nerve and causing the pain. They gave me a tylox for the pain, which I took but wasn't happy about it... that didn't work... they gave me a second one... that didn't work... I don't think the doctor believed me when I told him that it didn't help cause it is really strong medication. They were going to keep me overnight but decided I would rest better at home, and there really wasn't anything else they could do for me.... They gave me a sleeping pill and a prescription for tylox and sent me home... it was 3am!!! I decided not to take the sleeping pill, I wasn't comfortable putting any more drugs into my system. I also decided not to fill the prescription for tylox. If it wasn't helping anyway.. what's the point of putting pills into my system. I would just worry too much about how it was affecting the baby. When I was pregnant with Faith I had to go to the emergency room for a horrible migraine headache... the nurse kind of snuck up on me and gave me a shot of medication. Although, I know that it couldn't possibly have anything to do with losing Faith. There is that little part of me that wonders and taking medications again this time will only do me more harm mentally than good physically. I was able to sleep when we got home, but I think the tylox did funny things to me. I woke up after a couple of hours and my pillow was soaked, I was crying. I remember I was having a dream about the baby and the hospital but not sure what exactly it was about. (probably a good thing that I can't remember) At our regular doctor's appointment the next day, she basically felt the same way, that it's a nerve thing and the pressure from the baby. Basically I have to suffer through it. Hopefully this will go away as it still hurts like hell, but I am ok with it knowing that nothing is wrong with the baby. Our doctor had to switch my C-section from 8/5 to 8/2. That's 2 weeks away!!! We will still have an amnio the day before and as long as everything looks OK with her lungs, she will be delivered on the 2nd!! I am a little nervous about the amnio. it was another hard decision we had to make, but it will ensure that her lungs are OK, which will prevent her from having to be in the NICU, since we will wait a week if she is not ready. Also, worst case is, if something did happen with the amnio, we would just have the C done right then and she would be born a day early. As I go about things every day, I am starting to see a lot of "lasts". It seems every day I am thinking to myself, "This will be the last time I do this before the baby comes." or wghen I see people I think, "This will be the last time I will see you before we have the baby!" Only a couple of more weeks of "lasts" and our little girl will be here! |