My wonderful husband...

Just wanted to say I really have a wonderful husband! He has been so sweet with me sitting in my recliner all day! He spent yesterday working on getting things organized upstairs so that I wouldn't have to feel stressed about it. He's also been getting me everything I need, helping me out of the recliner every 10 minutes when I have to go to the bathroom and just generally being a good guy.

That all being said, I have absolutely NO idea how people do bedrest for extended periods of time! I'm going crazy and it's only been a week! It is better being here and not at the hospital, but it still stinks! I think it's worse because I don't feel sick or anything, but I have to stay in the chair all day! So wanna know why the hospital was worse? They were doing a urinalysis to determine the amount of protein in my urine to see if I had developed preeclampsia yet so every time I went to the bathroom I'd have to call the nurse and tell her so she could collect it. Do you have any idea how humiliating that is? I pick up the phone "excuse me, I just went to the bathroom again..." Yeah, that stunk. Especially because I drink about 4-5 liters of water a day (literally) which translates to lots of phone calls!

I supposedly have a doctor's appointment tomorrow...they never called me back last week despite three messages from me to tell me what time I'm supposed to come in. I went to my family practice doctor Friday because my ear was hurting really bad and with all my ear problems my whole life I was pretty sure I had an ear infection. I didn't, I have a blocked eustachian tube (exciting huh?) but that's beside the point. When I went in he told me I need to just hurry up and have this baby. His suggestion was before I go into the doctor Monday call someone who really aggravates me and then start flexing my muscles right before they take my blood pressure and I'll be having that baby Monday! That being said, you'll know where you stand if you get a call right before I go into the doctor on Monday! :-)

I'm home

I'm allowed to get up to go to the bathroom and to take a shower and that's about it. I'll write more later, I'm still groggy from the medicines and I'm really tired and don't feel much like typing. Thanks again to everyone for the calls, texts, etc. they really all mean a lot! Now we're praying I go into labor...doc won't induce, but he's "encouraging" me to go into labor. He's pretty funny, when he found out I'd been having contractions he tapped my belly and told me good work and to keep it up! I told him I'd do what I could! :-) Like I said, more to come!

Update...

Well I'm writing this from the hospital. Yesterday turned out to be another crazy day...I have a knack for attracting those! I went to work as usual and was meeting a couple friends for lunch. On the way there I passed by the clinic and figured I'd go ahead and go in and get my blood pressure checked since it had been elevated at Friday's appointment. I run in and next thing I know I'm being pushed into a "resting" room with the lights turned off being told not to move. The nurse is asking me for my doctors information and my husband's phone number and tells me to lay down.

Apparently my blood pressure had gotten really high. I didn't even realize it, I was just going in on a whim. So the nurse calls my doctor who tells her to have me come in immediately. I'm then calling Greg to have him come pick me up...and I have to tell him that he'll have a security escort to the lobby where he'll need to pick me up! It all went crazy really fast! They're wheeling me out in a wheel chair to Greg's car and he's taking me over to the doctor!

Well the doctor checks my BP again and it's even higher now (can't imagine why...I mean they haven't just completely freaked me out or anything!). So they continue freaking out, make me lay down immediately on my left side and leave to get the doctor. At some point it comes out my blood pressure was in the possible stroke/seizure range hence all the rushing around. The doctor comes in and tells me I'll be heading to the hospital (all I'm thinking is, dang it, I knew I should have packed that stupid bag!). Well I've been here now all night and my blood pressure is still high, but it's getting better. My options as I understood them are: 1) If my blood pressure remains at an unsafe level despite bedrest then I'll be having Bruce today/tomorrow (not looking like that's gonna have to happen). 2) My blood pressure goes down enough that they feel comfortable sending me home and I'll be on strict bed rest until he either comes on his own or they induce at 38 weeks.

That's all we know for now. My testing and results should be completed by 7ish and we'll hopefully know then if I get to go home or not. Please be praying I get to go home for two reasons: 1) I'm not ready today! and 2) if he's coming today, he's most likely coming via c-section and that's not my first choice for delivery.

Will update more as we know stuff, thanks to everyone for the calls, texts, emails, and visits! They're all appreciated...and if I don't get right back keep in mind they keep giving me drugs, I'm not always sure what my name is! :-)

Update to follow soon...

I'm on my way out the door to go to a shower, but just wanted to update... I'm not at the hospital, I'm not having GINORMOUS Bruce yet, I'll provide all the details later. And for those of you that called yesterday and I never called you back... we're running low on cell phone minutes for the first time ever since I keep calling so many people so I was waiting 'til today. :-) More to come!

New Prayer Request...

I interrupt my typically cynical blog to ask for your fervent prayers for good friends of ours. They found out today that they are having a boy (yay!), but that it appears he might have some problems. She goes for an amniocentesis and a more detailed U/S soon, but I can only imagine how they must be feeling! Please keep them in your prayers!

I'm done... D-U-N...

That's my Big Brother reference for the blog (all good blogs should reference BB at least once...). And, I am done. I've had enough, I'm waving my white flag, take me out of the sandbox, I'm done playing. Three days without sleep have started making me a little delirious. I know, I know, "just wait, you only think you're not sleeping now, blah, blah, blah." Yeah, I know, sleepless nights are here for a while...I'd like to hope though that there will be some sleep!

I'm to the point where there is absolutely no sleeping position that doesn't cause pain in some way. I am officially Goldilocks. Downstairs couch is too hard, upstairs couch is too soft, our bed is too uncomfortable, guest bed is really uncomfortable, other guest bed is the most uncomfortable (okay, that was a given...we bought the mattress for like $99 or something...).

I guess God makes these last few days (or weeks...boooooo) really uncomfortable otherwise we'd never actually go through with that whole labor thing. Okay, so maybe some people would (April), but she doesn't count...she likes all this stuff! That's my whiny post for the day, just needed to get that out there.

Holy Heartburn Batman! And my hotdog feet...

Man this heartburn thing stinks! Again I must ask, why do people do this more than once? It's gotten so bad now that nothing seems to make it go away. I lay down to go to bed and can hardly breath!

And the hotdog feet AKA very swollen feet. They look like they've been squished into hotdog casings and they're bursting out. I've also related them to Fred Flinstone feet...they are pretty weird looking. And since you're all wondering just what that looks like, here you go!

And just so my ugly fat feet aren't the last image you see when you close your eyes, here are some other pictures from last night when Greg and I were messing around with the camera!