It doesn’t seem like they would, but the days go by pretty fast.
They start at about 5:30 am, when the night shift nurse will get a last set of vitals. Then change of shift for the nurses is 6:30. Then at around 7:30 is change of shift for the laborists (regular OB who is on the floor at all times), and the new laborist will come see us around 8 am. Then we have monitoring for an hour, and by the time we are done with that breakfast is usually here. Then we usually have our ultrasound and the MFM of the day meets with us.
Up until this point we are hoping and hoping fluid will be high enough to go home!
So far it hasn’t been.
And every day we hear, ‘maybe tomorrow’…
(I’m not sure if that’s what the Dr.s actually said, but that’s what we heard!)
So by lunch time every day we are usually pretty disappointed. It takes a few hours, but then we get over it and get our hope back for the next day.
After lunch we have another hour of monitoring. Then we call our family and update them on the results of our meetings with the Dr.s. Then we will try to get out of the room and go for a walk around the hospital.
By the time we get back it’s time for Nate to go hunt down dinner. Then we have another hour of monitoring. Then we wind down the day and get ready for bed. During the night I usually get up every hour to move around (my abdomen hurts when I lay still for too long, and the pain wakes me up) and go to the bathroom. And at 3:30 am the nurse comes in to give me my anti-contraction medicine (I take it every 6 hours) and get vitals.
And then at 5:30 we start all over again.
We don’t love being admitted, but we try to make the most of it.
I am supposed to drink at least 4 liters of fluid a day to try to get my fluid up – that’s a lot of cups…
(and I drank more like 6 liters because I REALLY wanted to go home!)
The food at this hospital is actually really good for hospital food.
But it IS still hospital food, and it gets old. So Nate goes to the Ronald McDonald house at dinner time every night and brings us back dinner. It’s a hassle for him, I’m sure, but I really appreciate home-cooked meals!
We go on walks every night, and explore the hospital a little bit. Here we are visiting my old room, 4203!
I like my new room 4210 better
(Notice the cup on my lap…always drinking!!!)
Our hand sanitizer has a leak and makes a soap snowman every day. We love watching him grow, and are always sad when the housekeeping lady kills him.
Monitoring – it’s ok for about 10 minutes, but it REALLY starts to hurt after that.
And I always have to go to the bathroom like crazy by the end of the hour!
And here we are at 26 weeks!