Thursday, July 8, 2010
Just a re-cap for anyone who is new to my blog. Picadilly (not real name) is now 23 weeks old in my womb. SHE, so far is healthy. I, on the other hand, have been experiencing the pregnancy from hell. I have been puking sick this whole time, unable to gain weight, experiencing migraines and in general just plain miserable.
But all of that has taken a back seat to the newest complications that have arisen. Last week I was diagnosed with an incompetent cervix and a single umbilical artery (there are supposed to be two) and I have been having regular contractions since 17 weeks. Any one of these conditions alone put me at high risk for a pre-term delivery and wouldn't you know it, I am lucky enough to have a triple whammy!
So they put me on a medication that was supposed to (but did nothing to) stop the contractions but rather, was successful in creating a rash from my neck to my knees. It was so uncomfortable that I couldn't even wear clothes and sleeping was difficult since I couldn't stand anything touching my skin.
I have been on bed rest until yesterday when I went in for a follow up ultrasound on my cervix. While there was a slight improvement in my cervical length (but not enough to breathe a sigh of relief) we have not been able to stop the contractions. They decided to hook me up to the monitors and time my contractions which turned out to be about two minutes apart. That sent me straight over to Labor and Delivery Triage where I spent all day hooked up to machines, getting shots and several other forms of new medication and unpleasant procedures.
To make a long story short, I am currently back home and back on bed rest and bored out of my mind! I am being monitored closely and am trying a new medication to see if that will arrest the contractions. They took my sweet OBGYN away and assigned me full time to the high-risk fetal medicine division and a new team of experts.
I have been so tired and so stressed out for so long that I have nothing left, I am totally spent. I am just taking life day by day with my new focus of trying to keep this baby "cooking" for as long as possible.
Today was supposed to be our first day of vacation. Hubby and I have been waiting so long for time off from our stressfull situation. We were to visit family, have a family baby shower for Picadilly and travel around mountain biking and enjoying the great Pacific Northwest. Obviously, all that is down the drain. I feel so bad for DH...he needs a break so bad and now he is just worrying about us! Of course we are super bummed but we know baby is the most important of all. I am sad that I won't be getting a baby shower...maybe after baby is born...oh well!
On the bright side of things, being high risk such as I am, I get to have an ultrasound every week which means I get to see my little Picadilly. Yesterday she was picking her nose (takes after her daddy) and rubbing her eye as you can see in the photo above.