Baby Elliott Day 8...
Mar 20, 2015 20:22:06 GMT -5
Post by santoki77 on Mar 20, 2015 20:22:06 GMT -5
Since i'm not brave enough to make a fully public blog and I feel like this is a "safe" (and detached enough from my real world life) place..here's today's thoughts:
Today was a very emotionally draining day. Morning monitoring session went well. Right after morning monitoring, I had my first umbilical doppler since I was admitted to the hospital. To say I was nervous was an understatement. The gentleman who did the scan (to call him a tech would be an insult; he is a fetal cardiac specialist, is extremely knowledgeable and a great teacher) answered my questions and did his thing. One of the MFM doctors also came in and from the quiet discussions, I got the impression that little Elliott was no worse than when I was first admitted. Unfortunately, the MFMs were unable to speak with me after the gentleman left but one of the nurses told me that the testing went well.
Second monitoring started and I was kept on the monitor for about 3 hours. It drained me. It worried me. Fortunately my sister and her boyfriend stopped by after work and helped distract me. They left. I’m still on the monitor. I wonder why was I still on the monitor? Did I imagine that I heard the gentleman say promising things…Eventually I was taken off and had dinner. Now it’s the first real downtime I’ve had all day.
I’m catching up on Glee which seems to distract me. Blood sugar test at 9:50p and then third monitoring for the day at 10:30p. Hopefully I’ll get to bed before midnight.
Despite everything, I am thankful. Elliott has survived another week. He will be 28w tomorrow, another HUGE milestone. The chance of mortality at or near birth will be less and then on to the next week. Although the goal is 34w, I just really want to get him to 30w and 2+ lbs then I can breathe a little easier…no matter what, Elliott will be in the NICU but his chances for long-term breathing assistance (vent) and other possible complications (i.e. brain hemorrhages) decrease.
Here's to my second week on hospital arrest.
Today was a very emotionally draining day. Morning monitoring session went well. Right after morning monitoring, I had my first umbilical doppler since I was admitted to the hospital. To say I was nervous was an understatement. The gentleman who did the scan (to call him a tech would be an insult; he is a fetal cardiac specialist, is extremely knowledgeable and a great teacher) answered my questions and did his thing. One of the MFM doctors also came in and from the quiet discussions, I got the impression that little Elliott was no worse than when I was first admitted. Unfortunately, the MFMs were unable to speak with me after the gentleman left but one of the nurses told me that the testing went well.
Second monitoring started and I was kept on the monitor for about 3 hours. It drained me. It worried me. Fortunately my sister and her boyfriend stopped by after work and helped distract me. They left. I’m still on the monitor. I wonder why was I still on the monitor? Did I imagine that I heard the gentleman say promising things…Eventually I was taken off and had dinner. Now it’s the first real downtime I’ve had all day.
I’m catching up on Glee which seems to distract me. Blood sugar test at 9:50p and then third monitoring for the day at 10:30p. Hopefully I’ll get to bed before midnight.
Despite everything, I am thankful. Elliott has survived another week. He will be 28w tomorrow, another HUGE milestone. The chance of mortality at or near birth will be less and then on to the next week. Although the goal is 34w, I just really want to get him to 30w and 2+ lbs then I can breathe a little easier…no matter what, Elliott will be in the NICU but his chances for long-term breathing assistance (vent) and other possible complications (i.e. brain hemorrhages) decrease.
Here's to my second week on hospital arrest.
