So, on Friday afternoon, I noticed that I was having some contractions. They were coming more frequently, and weren't my 'normal' Braxton-Hicks (practice - BH) contrx that I have. Nick and I decided that maybe we should start monitoring them. They were coming every 10 minutes! That's NOT a good thing when you have a cerclage!
After monitoring them for a while, we decided to call L&D triage. I explained what was happening and they said that b/c my cerclage hasn't been removed yet, I needed to come in and make sure i wasn't in 'real' labor and they could check on the status of my stitch.
We called our friend Heidi, and ask if she could come over. She said that she could, so we got Nicholas ready for bed and then when she arrived, we headed to UM.
When I arrived, they said I was dehydrated; within 30min, I had finished drinking over 44oz of water. Despite that, the contrx were STILL coming every 10min, while we were there.
They checked the status of my stitch (still holding tight, as far as they could tell) and kept me on the monitors for another hour and a half. They finally decided that the contrx weren't affecting my cervix, so we could leave.
When they sent us home at 12:30am, I was STILL having contrx every 10min. They slowed to about every 15min on the way home, and woke me up SEVERAL times over night.
Saturday was more of the same (and it was Nick's birthday - what a great present for him, right?) Lots and lots of contrx. So we had to cancel our plans for dinner and date night and instead just celebrated Nick's 36th with a family dinner at Border Cantina (Heidi came with us as a thank you to her for coming over the night before).
The contrx seem to have gotten better now...I'm supposed to call my doctor tomorrow to see if they want me to come in.
Here are two pictures of me. Enjoy!
February 22, 2009
Thank you so much for keeping us updated. I'll include you in my prayers tonight. I'm sure it's frightening going through this. You are incredibly courageous. Please remind yourself of that.
And, I'm certain your husband cared less about his birthday and more about the baby's safety. That's really the best gift, right?
Peace.
Posted by: OM | February 23, 2009 at 12:24 AM