...and it's a boy!
He's also a little further along than anticipated, so my due date has now been moved up to December 10 - which means December 3, since they told me if I haven't gone into labor by then they'll induce me.
And there you have it - the most up to date news on our newest family member.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
5 More Days
We find out if it's a boy or a girl on Thursday! Check back then for the big reveal. :-)
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Sick
So I had a pretty good day today, especially considering it was the first day back at work after a long weekend. School went fine, and I flew out of work to go to a doctor's appointment, which also went very well. After we were done at the doctor's, Robb and I headed to a nearby pizza place to use a Trubate (and avoid heating up our house cooking dinner.) I was feeling worse and worse. Finally, right as we're in the car with our food, I realized I wasn't going to make it back inside to the bathroom. Maybe now I'll be able to better empathize with drunks throwing up in bushes?
Anyway, we made it home, only to have me run out of the car and straight to the bathroom. Soda wouldn't stay down, nor popsicles, nor lemonade (which usually settles my stomach), nor Vitalyte (an electrolyte drink). After about four hours I called the advice nurse, who pointed out that a) my self-treatment didn't seem to be working, and b) since it was just after 5pm I was pretty much guaranteed to NOT get any better at home. It's like Murphy's law or something. She suggested I go to the E.R. Robb and I talked it over and decided we'd wait to see if I could keep down the latest hydration attempt.
I couldn't.
Busy E.R. + not truly urgent case = a long wait in the lobby. After an hour and a half or so we got into a room, where they ended up giving me an I.V. for saline (three liters) and, eventually, some Zofran (an anti-nausea medication.) After about eight hours or so we got to go home.
Things I am grateful for tonight:
1. Health insurance!
2. ROBB
- He looked up and told me jokes for about an hour straight, just to make me laugh and feel better. As one nurse said "At least he's not grumpy! You got yourself a keeper there; he's trying to make you feel better!"
- He sat in various uncomfortable chairs and amused himself most of the night, while I got to lay down and sleep for a bit.
- He shared interesting information with me (after his game got boring he passed the time by looking up and/or watching various random things.)
- He helped tuck me in every time the nurse had to uncover me to get at my I.V. and/or pressure cuff.
- He took me to get food as soon as we got out of the hospital.
- He didn't complain about anything, not even once. (Me, not so much.) :-)
- He was fabulous, and I'm grateful to have had his company!
Anyway, we made it home, only to have me run out of the car and straight to the bathroom. Soda wouldn't stay down, nor popsicles, nor lemonade (which usually settles my stomach), nor Vitalyte (an electrolyte drink). After about four hours I called the advice nurse, who pointed out that a) my self-treatment didn't seem to be working, and b) since it was just after 5pm I was pretty much guaranteed to NOT get any better at home. It's like Murphy's law or something. She suggested I go to the E.R. Robb and I talked it over and decided we'd wait to see if I could keep down the latest hydration attempt.
I couldn't.
Busy E.R. + not truly urgent case = a long wait in the lobby. After an hour and a half or so we got into a room, where they ended up giving me an I.V. for saline (three liters) and, eventually, some Zofran (an anti-nausea medication.) After about eight hours or so we got to go home.
Things I am grateful for tonight:
1. Health insurance!
2. ROBB
- He looked up and told me jokes for about an hour straight, just to make me laugh and feel better. As one nurse said "At least he's not grumpy! You got yourself a keeper there; he's trying to make you feel better!"
- He sat in various uncomfortable chairs and amused himself most of the night, while I got to lay down and sleep for a bit.
- He shared interesting information with me (after his game got boring he passed the time by looking up and/or watching various random things.)
- He helped tuck me in every time the nurse had to uncover me to get at my I.V. and/or pressure cuff.
- He took me to get food as soon as we got out of the hospital.
- He didn't complain about anything, not even once. (Me, not so much.) :-)
- He was fabulous, and I'm grateful to have had his company!
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