Post by baileybaileybne on Feb 27, 2015 15:20:31 GMT -5
Sorry you are in this scary situation! Hoping they are helping to stop any early issues right now and we get your update that you and your LO are ok soon.
That must be so stressful, I'm sorry you're dealing with this.
I'm thinking of you and sending lots of good juju and prayers your way. Movement and kicking is a good thing, keep a positive outlook, and update us whenever you can!
Thinking of you! Hoping all will be fine and the little one can keep cooking for many more weeks, but glad you're turning to the doctors to get you both the best care.
We finally made it back home - and the good news is, this jujube is staying put. Words can't express the relief...I am damn well ready for a QUIET few weeks of this pregnancy now. No more surprises, universe, please.
TL;DR - Wicked BH contractions, a twerking baby, and panty liners decided to have a party. BV showed up uninvited and kind of ruined everything. Lots of probing (can we say clown car vagina) and two ultrasounds later, we got sent home with a prescription for toxic vag ooze, and orders to slow the eff down and drink H2O like a camel. For the time being, this bun continues to cook, and I will do everything in my power to keep it that way until the right time!!
Full (detailed...maybe overly so) update below - maybe this will help someone else with a similar experience, though as always, my advice is: Call your provider if there is ever an iota of doubt about anything...that's why we have them!
I almost wasn't going to call the MW this morning, because I thought it was just me being a psycho FTM. My morning appointment at work canceled, so I said what the hell and called - I'm glad I did, because it ended up being a circus kind of day. Based on my symptoms, I thought maybe things were just getting "juicy" or swollen down there, totally status quo stuff, but MW wanted me to come in and get checked anyway just in case I had the beginnings of a UTI or something of that ilk.
I poke in on my lunch break and have the whole delight of a bajillion (or at least it felt like it) things stuck up my vag. I thought she was going to throw the sink, in too. She did the pH swab, tested for YI and BV, and then decided it would be a good idea to do a fetal fibronectin just in case. I didn't realize quite what FFN was for when she was poking me, though she did explain it in full later. She did the typical internal too, and said that she was feeling a lot of pressure that was not-so-normal. Jujube's heart rate was just fine at that point, which was a relief for me to hear - I kept thinking of that beat in my head so I could mentally check out. Stirrups = no bueno. It didn't help that I was having BH contractions and of course had a nice good one right when the MW was prodding around my belly. Based on the weirdo contractions, cervical pressure, and general feeling of "not quite right," she explained that I needed to be eval'ed for PTL. Cue pants shitting and breathing into a paper bag. Not only did I have to go from the outpatient office to the main hospital a town over, but I was solo and DH was 45 min away teaching for another 4 hours.
I don't know how I kept my shit together, but I managed long enough to stop back at work and pick up all my stuff, drop off my excuse letter to my boss, and drive myself to the main practice at the hospital. I had to have two ultrasounds - one in, one out, because they wanted to measure my cervix to be sure I wasn't shortening or dilating and to take a peaksy at the little sir. I posted originally when I was in the waiting room before the US...I didn't want to cry and snot all over myself in a full waiting area, so focusing on typing on my stupid phone was a great distraction. Your responses REALLY helped chill me out, too, while I was trying to get in touch with DH.
US tech was awesome - I let her know that solo appointments usually wig me out to the point of hyperventilating, so she let me take my time. Cervix was not shortening or dilated at all - long and closed is my new favorite phrase (I'm weird, huh?). She did a time-lapse kind of thing, too, to see if my cervix was doing any partying over the course of about 2 minutes - just in case it decided to do something stupid (you know, like we all inevitably do when we party). Thankfully, the bakery remains closed, and this precious bun continues to bake. I'm only a little past the 24-week mark, so I need him to stay put quite a bit longer. We did get to see his darling little heart ticking away, and his big booty bopping up against my cervix though - which explained a little of the weird pressure/full feeling. He's still breech and kicking my bladder/punching my ribs, but he can beat me up all he wants as long as he stays put!!
After alllllll that, I had yet another consult with a different MW, who reviewed all the different labs and the US with me. FFN negative (YES!), and no signs of productive contractions. Thankfully, they seem to just be craptacular BH for now. I'm supposed to monitor them to be sure I don't have more than about 2-3 per hour. It looks like I have the beginnings of some BV going on (sorry if TMI), which was kind of unexpected for me, because I had another eval less than 2 weeks ago and all that crap came back negative. I'm still waiting to hear about possible UTI as well, though I'm guessing that one was negative given that I didn't get another call before close of business.
DH finally made it just as I was checking out of that last consult. I told him not to worry if he couldn't make it, but I felt really blessed that he made the effort to get to me. He was relieved to hear that there's a lot of weird shit goin' on, but as of right now, none of it is catastrophic. He told me he was proud that I held it all together on my own. That was actually kind of a big accomplishment for me, so I'm taking some notes on what helped so that I can put those things in my mental tool-kit just in case I need them again.
I now have the world's gnarliest prescription (it's goo...need I say more?) and orders to drink as much water as humanly possible. They also told me to take it frickin' easy, keep my feet up as much as possible, and take a nice warm bath whenever I feel like it (Dr. Teal's epsom bath, here we come). MW did share one bit of interesting schtuff that I thought I might re-share: She told me to lay off the panty liners. Even though they're usually the first choice for all the dribbly, leaky joys of pregnancy, she said they can sometimes hold moisture in the wrong places or colonize bacteria and spread it all around, like one icky little party. She recommended 100% cotton undies and changing them several times per day instead. Just another thing to keep in my purse now: food, vitamins, wallet, 3 pairs of granny panties - check.
I wanted to send out sincere thanks for all the good juju and the prayers. I firmly believe they helped I appreciate you ladies more than I can say - thank you, thank you, thank you!! Now I just need some pregnancy peace & quiet, damnit!!
Glad that little bum is still baking. I hope the BV clears up... have fun with that goop! All in all the stressful day had a pretty good ending, that k goodness! I'll continue to keep you in my T&P that all goes well!
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