Saturday, February 21, 2009
Hospital Stay Journal Entry: Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Hospital Stay Journal Entry: Monday, February 9, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Hospital Journal Entry: Sunday, February 8, 2009
Hospital Journal Entry: Saturday, February 7, 2009
Hospital Journal Entry: Saturday, February 7, 2009
Hospital Journal Entry: Friday, February 6, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Hospital Journal Entry: Thursday, Feb 5, 2009
Hospital Journal Entry: Wednesday, Feb 4, 2009
Hospital Journal Entry: Feb 3, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Hospital Journal Entry: Monday, February 2, 2009
Hospital Journal Entry: Sunday February 1, 2009
Father Paul came by to give me communion and talk a bit. He was wearing his Steelers sweatshirt too, that gave us all a good laugh. Jim and Sally took Dave to get some lunch and then visited with me for a while. My Mom and Aunt Karen stopped by, so did Sarah Kate . Everyone brought little bags of stuff to keep me occupied and to ease my sugar cravings. It was so nice. Elyssa stopped by later too so we could re-plan arrangements for what was supposed to be my shower. Because we have to cancel it. So it was decided on just a small get together of immediate family and a couple of family friends to come by and hang out for an afternoon here at the hospital with me. The Caps won versus the Senators and Pittsburgh won the Super Bowl. For the second shift that night BJ was my early evening nurse and Danielle was my evening nurse. I had a contraction or two that night…they think it was due to all of the visitors and such, but nothing really came of it. I just got my medicine and went to sleep.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Hospital Journal Entry: Saturday, January 31, 2009
Just a routine day after that, of antibiotics (every 4 hours, via IV) and getting monitored like usual. Dr W came in for a minute or two to check in on me, she’s so great and I’m always so happy to see her. My evening nurse came on duty and I got to meet the great and wonderful Kathie. She’s so cool. She reminds me of a person I used to work with at PWH. Had a difficult time getting restful sleep, slept very lightly and woke up more times than I cared to count.
Hospital Journal Entry: Friday, January 30, 2009
The next morning or should I really say all through the early morning hours I was extremely anxious and still in L&D. My new Day RN’s are Noel and Nicole. They were all so sweet in keeping up with me and my weepy moods. My mom called me and told me she wasn’t going to be able to make it over that day and I’d probably see her tomorrow. Needless to say, that did disappoint me but what could I do right? Well about 40 minutes later, came a knock at my door…yep you guessed it..it was my Mom and she had roses for me. I was so teary just seeing her. She put the flowers in water for me and sat down next to me and at that point I called Noel in the room. I whispered something in her ear so my mom couldn’t hear (I asked her to turn the volume up on the monitor, because mom had never heard the baby’s heartbeat) and she did. Mom was like..what’s that??? I said “your granddaughter”. Mom started tearing up and just squeezed my hand. She was so happy. I left it on until they disconnected me from the monitor. Dr H came in to check on me to see how I was feeling and told me that I graduated from L&D and was moving to the maternity wing. Mom helped in getting everything together (my clothes and personal belongings) to make the transition easy. She went home and about 30 minutes later Noel and Nicole moved me to Room 330 (my new home). I was transferred to a new nurse named BJ who was so sweet in getting me adjusted.
Justin and Sherri came over to visit that evening, they got there before Dave did. Sherri brought me some really great cake. YUMMMY. Shortly after they got here they had to go in the hallway because it was time for me to get my second (and final) steroid shot..yeah in the butt. But the medicine was for the baby and a must. OUCH did that smart. But it was over fast. I had a wonderful visit with both Justin and Sherri and they left after some time hanging out. My evening nurse was Arlene…she was charge nurse that night and she knows her stuff. I really like her. I insisted that Dave go home again..to get some rest at home, he’s only .5 miles away and could get here fast if I needed him here. I took more ambien and I was able to get a solid 6 hours of good sleep. Only being disturbed a few times for vital signs, antibiotics and visits from resident and attending doctorsTuesday, February 10, 2009
Journal Entry: Thursday, January 29, 2009
Just a normal day getting started. I woke up, took a shower, got dressed and headed off to work. On the previous day, Wednesday, I was off work due to the ice/snow storm. However I spent the whole day in bed, feeling off and rather crampy. I thought originally that I just had an upset stomach and that was all. So I just continued on with everything so when I woke up Thursday…I felt fine so I just went about things as normal. I got to work and was doing things like normal, I started getting rather crampy again…so this time I decided to call the doctor to ease my mind and let them know what I was feeling. Originally the nurse said they would call me back…I had to call back and get her to talk to the doctor. They originally said it was just probably gas and that I needed to ‘use’ the bathroom. I informed them that there was no issue with that at all and I had already ‘used’ the bathroom. I was put on hold, and they asked me how fast I could get over to Dr M’s office. I told them a half and hour, and they told me they wanted me to be monitored for an hour and have some measurements done. So I went home and waited for Dave and we went over together (I’m so glad I asked him too). We got there, I was monitored for only 30 minutes because nothing (contraction wise) showed up. So they got me into another room and told me they were going to measure my cervix and see how things were looking. So the technician came in and started and the first sound she made was “Oh?” and that was it…of course my interest was peaked at that point..and then asked what was she measuring at that point and she just nicely said “oh..that’s the amniotic sac” so I just went..”Oh, that’s nice” all the while in my mind I’m thinking ‘WTF????’ and she measured a few more things. Grabbed a few pictures from the machine, smiled at Dave and I and said “the doctor will be right in, to share the measurement results”..which they always say there..so it was nothing out of the ordinary. Dr M came in a few minutes later, shook both of our hands saying hello. Then his expression changed and he said “unfortunately there is a problem” and at that exact moment I wanted to vomit. He informed me that my ‘cervix had become severely shortened and that the amniotic sac was trying to funnel through and causing me to start dilating.’ He told me to get dressed and that he’d explain more outside at the monitor. He walked out of the room, and I literally lost it, emotionally. Dave just hugged me, feeling the shock just as hard. We walked out and Dr. M explained what the picture showed and then said “you are going to be going up to L&D” at that point my expression must’ve been crazy cuz the only thing I was thinking was ‘WHAT?!?!?!’ He said that he was calling my doctor and they were going to be admitting me directly from their office.
We were escorted upstairs to L&D and we were warmly greeted by the nurses, and my doctor just happened to walk by..I said hello to Dr. W and she looked at me (please keep in mind there are 4 doctors at my OB office) and she was shocked to see me standing there…she asked me what I was doing there and at that point, it hit me…something was wrong and I started to tear up. She came over to hug me, to which I proceeded to openly cry. She asked me “so why are you here hun?” and I told her about what Dr. M’s office told me and at that point she said “oh hunny…you aren’t going home.” (which at that point I interpreted as, I was just staying the night). She led me into my room and I changed into the fashionable gowns and such and made my way to my bed. I looked at Dave at that point and said something to the effect of “maybe I’ll only have to stay a night or two” to which he shook his head and said “the Dr said you won’t be leaving until the baby is born”. With more shock on my face I started crying again. My nurse Marylou came in and got me tissues and consoled both Dave and I and proceeded to get me fully admitted and set up on an IV and monitor. Apparently, all the cramping I was having the night before and such were Contractions. Yep..contractions. I’m only 27 weeks then..waaaaaaaay to early to deliver. So Dr H took over that evening for Dr W in L&D, so we went over a plan of treatment for what was happening to my body and the baby. I was going to be given medicine to stop contractions (or at least slow them down) and also set of steroid shots for the baby to help her lungs develop faster, so just in case she delivered early that she would have a better chance of breathing on her own. That night was a long one…I was admitted with the clothes on my back and just my purse. I sent Dave home to get me some things. He brought me some clothes, books, my laptop and my body pillow. That night I also got 2 visitors, Elyssa and Cristen. Seeing them both really helped me relax and make it through the night easier. After they left, it was just Dave and I and I sent him home to get some rest. We only live .5 mile from the hospital, so he could’ve been back in a flash. I wanted him to get some good rest at home and such. Besides there was no point to both of us being miserable. I was also given ambien (5mg, half a dosage) to help me sleep, but I only slept 2 ½ hours that night. Mostly because I was really restless and the baby was moving like crazy too. But the nurses were wonderful during the night in helping me adjust.
Journal Entry: Thursday, January 29, 2009
Just a normal day getting started. I woke up, took a shower, got dressed and headed off to work. On the previous day, Wednesday, I was off work due to the ice/snow storm. However I spent the whole day in bed, feeling off and rather crampy. I thought originally that I just had an upset stomach and that was all. So I just continued on with everything so when I woke up Thursday…I felt fine so I just went about things as normal. I got to work and was doing things like normal, I started getting rather crampy again…so this time I decided to call the doctor to ease my mind and let them know what I was feeling. Originally the nurse said they would call me back…I had to call back and get her to talk to the doctor. They originally said it was just probably gas and that I needed to ‘use’ the bathroom. I informed them that there was no issue with that at all and I had already ‘used’ the bathroom. I was put on hold, and they asked me how fast I could get over to Dr M’s office. I told them a half and hour, and they told me they wanted me to be monitored for an hour and have some measurements done. So I went home and waited for Dave and we went over together (I’m so glad I asked him too). We got there, I was monitored for only 30 minutes because nothing (contraction wise) showed up. So they got me into another room and told me they were going to measure my cervix and see how things were looking. So the technician came in and started and the first sound she made was “Oh?” and that was it…of course my interest was peaked at that point..and then asked what was she measuring at that point and she just nicely said “oh..that’s the amniotic sac” so I just went..”Oh, that’s nice” all the while in my mind I’m thinking ‘WTF????’ and she measured a few more things. Grabbed a few pictures from the machine, smiled at Dave and I and said “the doctor will be right in, to share the measurement results”..which they always say there..so it was nothing out of the ordinary. Dr M came in a few minutes later, shook both of our hands saying hello. Then his expression changed and he said “unfortunately there is a problem” and at that exact moment I wanted to vomit. He informed me that my ‘cervix had become severely shortened and that the amniotic sac was trying to funnel through and causing me to start dilating.’ He told me to get dressed and that he’d explain more outside at the monitor. He walked out of the room, and I literally lost it, emotionally. Dave just hugged me, feeling the shock just as hard. We walked out and Dr. M explained what the picture showed and then said “you are going to be going up to L&D” at that point my expression must’ve been crazy cuz the only thing I was thinking was ‘WHAT?!?!?!’ He said that he was calling my doctor and they were going to be admitting me directly from their office.
We were escorted upstairs to L&D and we were warmly greeted by the nurses, and my doctor just happened to walk by..I said hello to Dr. W and she looked at me (please keep in mind there are 4 doctors at my OB office) and she was shocked to see me standing there…she asked me what I was doing there and at that point, it hit me…something was wrong and I started to tear up. She came over to hug me, to which I proceeded to openly cry. She asked me “so why are you here hun?” and I told her about what Dr. M’s office told me and at that point she said “oh hunny…you aren’t going home.” (which at that point I interpreted as, I was just staying the night). She led me into my room and I changed into the fashionable gowns and such and made my way to my bed. I looked at Dave at that point and said something to the effect of “maybe I’ll only have to stay a night or two” to which he shook his head and said “the Dr said you won’t be leaving until the baby is born”. With more shock on my face I started crying again. My nurse Marylou came in and got me tissues and consoled both Dave and I and proceeded to get me fully admitted and set up on an IV and monitor. Apparently, all the cramping I was having the night before and such were Contractions. Yep..contractions. I’m only 27 weeks then..waaaaaaaay to early to deliver. So Dr H took over that evening for Dr W in L&D, so we went over a plan of treatment for what was happening to my body and the baby. I was going to be given medicine to stop contractions (or at least slow them down) and also set of steroid shots for the baby to help her lungs develop faster, so just in case she delivered early that she would have a better chance of breathing on her own. That night was a long one…I was admitted with the clothes on my back and just my purse. I sent Dave home to get me some things. He brought me some clothes, books, my laptop and my body pillow. That night I also got 2 visitors, Elyssa and Cristen. Seeing them both really helped me relax and make it through the night easier. After they left, it was just Dave and I and I sent him home to get some rest. We only live .5 mile from the hospital, so he could’ve been back in a flash. I wanted him to get some good rest at home and such. Besides there was no point to both of us being miserable. I was also given ambien (5mg, half a dosage) to help me sleep, but I only slept 2 ½ hours that night. Mostly because I was really restless and the baby was moving like crazy too. But the nurses were wonderful during the night in helping me adjust.
In case you didn't know
In case you didn't know, and I know some of you don't...I'm pregnant and due in late April.
My pregnancy has been very normal and have had no major complications (until recently).
I'm now in the hospital and will remain here for the duration until the baby is born...almost 2 weeks ago I had a very uncomfortable day of cramping...and apparently a lot was happening. After some tests it was discovered that I have been having many contractions and have started to dilate but in addition to that the amniotic sac is trying to push through as well. Both baby and I are just fine...she's strong (and yes..It's a Girl!!) but still too little to be born yet, if we can help it.
Today marks 29 weeks...and it is very exciting. I've been here 11 days already and making my room as much like home as I can (because I'm going to be here a long while).
I've decided to start a journal about my stay here at the hospital, to share my experience and also use it as a form of therapy (so to speak).
I have made an outline so far about each day being here...so I'll back track and make an entry for each day I'm here, explaining the day..my visitors, the doctors the nurses and tests.
Many of you have sent some great messages of support that I really appreciate from every part of my heart and just ask please to pray for this baby to keep on cookin in there. We take all of this one day at a time and each day that goes by is one less day and one less test this little girl has to endure in the NICU.
So without further ado...I present you with my hospital stay journal, as I get it documented. (Oh and if you or someone you know has experienced what I've gone and am currently going through, please share with me. I find each story very motivating and gives me hope.)
Monday, November 24, 2008
A Very Caps Wedding
http://capitals.nhl.tv/team/console.jsp?catid=859&id=25323
here is the direct link to the video the Washington Capitals made on our wedding.
Enjoy. Let us know what you think.
Thursday, October 09, 2008
A guilty pleasure
I read the articles yesterday and saw it on the news tonight.
Holly AND Kendra have both BROKE UP with Hugh Hefner.
Which leaves only Bridget and thus the end of the show "The Girls Next Door", or atleast I hope so because I can't imagine watching the show with anyone other than the original 3 ladies. No thanks.
I must say I'm not surprised that Kendra is leaving the mansion (by the end of the year, according to Hef). But Holly leaving kinda shocked me. However I completely understand. She wants to have children and after an attempt that failed with Hef, he finally said he did want to get married (to anyone) and didn't think any more kids were in the cards for him. And from watching the show you would know that Holly really wants to get married some day and have a family. Hef has no bad feelings for the girls leaving at all, he's just really down because he cares so much about them. He said he will always care about the girls as he does all of his ex's.
God Speed ladies.
The rumor mill has been saying that Holly has been hanging out with Chris Angel ('Mindfreak') and Kendra has been rumored to be dating a Philadelphia Eagle Football player.
I do not see any problem for these ladies in the future...however I do wonder if Holly will still be a Senior Photo Editor for Playboy (i'm thinking she will, because she's good at her job).
Friday, October 03, 2008
For the Women in your life
Whatever you give a woman, she's going to multiply. If you give her sperm,she'll give you a baby. If you give her a house, she'll give you a home . Ifyou give her groceries, she'll give you a meal. If you give her a smile,she'll give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her.So—if you give her any CRAP, you will receive a TON of SHIT.
Love and appreciate all the women in your life.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Remembering 7 Years Ago
It's amazing when you look back 7 years what you see. I know for me, my life was COMPLETELY different. I was on short term disability and awaiting my first back surgery. I was married at that time also to a man who is now my ex-husband. That morning I woke up and because I was having such difficulty moving my mobility was very limited, I spent most of those days crocheting and making gifts for the holidays. I usually turned on the news in the morning and watched it as I worked on a blanket I was making but that morning I didn't and was just listening to a CD on the stereo. My ex called me and asked me if I was watching the news. I told him that I wasn't and at that point he told me to turn on the news and to tell him what I saw. As I turned on the news I literally watched the 2nd plane go into the second tower of the World Trade Center. At that time I told him what I saw and he said no only 1 should be on fire and I corrected him saying no that BOTH were on fire and I watch a plane crash into the other one. At that moment I heard alarms go off at his work (keep in mind at the time he worked at a gov't building that was considered a high target but not the pentagon) and he said they were evacuating. And he had to cut the call short.
Other being worried about him, reports started coming in about a possible explosion at the pentagon. And I was worried about people I know who worked in that building too. All land lines and cell phone service for the entire area were pretty much knocked out and reserved for the emergency services. Reports from the news were saying that a plane from Dulles Airport bound for California was probably the one that crashed into the Pentagon. Then I started freaking out. My father was leaving Dulles Airport that morning for California. His plane was schedule to leave (if I remember correctly) around 9:30 or 10:00ish. I started to really freak out because I wasn't able to reach my mother to find out if Dad's plane took off or not, thanks to no phone services.
Apparently right before boarding or right after boarding had begun is when all of the flights were starting to be cancelled but a few flights had taken off already, including the one that crashed into the Pentagon. I didn't find this out until after many hours of crying and not hearing from anyone that I finally go ahold of my mom who told me my father was with her and she told me what had happened. Then when my father got on the phone I swear it was literally the sweetest sounds I had ever heard. Then shortly afterwards my ex arrived at home and I was able to breathe a little easier.
I know not everyone was as lucky as I was to have all of my family accounted for and home safely. And I've prayed for their comfort and strength in those dark days.
As a country after this day 7 years ago, we have come together with a new purpose. Because our way of life was threatened. This entire nation was held hostage and our freedom was compromised. Our brave men and women of the armed forces fight for us everyday against the very people who caused this event. I do my best to never forget that, All have given some but some have given All.
This country will Always Remember this day and we will NEVER Forget.
God Bless America.