This week has been way too eventful for my liking. Sunday night I started having bad contractions. Once they got to 5 minutes apart, Paul and I decided to go to the hospital. We got to the ER and they sent us up to Labor and Delivery. I had no idea what I was in for...I thought it was going to be a false alarm and I would be sent home within an hour. Not so. I told the nurse my symptoms and mentioned one tiny little detail that made her go "hmm, well that may make all the difference in what's going on." They had me pee in a cup, put on the hospital gown and get in bed. After a bajillion questions, I was hooked up to the different belts to monitor contractions and fetal heart rate. The nurse discovered right away that my contractions were coming very close together and very frequently. So then, they went about trying to figure out what was causing it this early on. Another nurse came in a little later and told me I had bacteria in my urine and I would be staying overnight. This made me cry because the last place I wanted to be was in that stupid hospital bed. When the contractions started getting worse, the nurse put Demerol in my IV for the pain. In about 2 seconds, I was KNOCKED OUT. Gone...out of this world. All the medicine they gave me still did not stop or slow down the contractions. I was given lots and lots of fluids and dozed in and out of sleep all night. My doctor came in Monday morning to tell me what was going on. She said I had a "raging bladder infection." I was given 2 prescriptions to treat the infection and stop the contractions, told to rest as much as possible and RELEASED.
Tuesday: I saw my perinatologist and he determined that I would deliver at 38 weeks because of all that had gone on and the risks of gestational diabetes.
Today: My OB set the date for June 17th!
So, Audrey will be making her appearance on June 17th and I am super excited!! Paul will have the best Father's Day present ever :-)
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