March 22, 2010 Admitted to Hospital

So it has definitely been a long time since I've had a chance to blog. So I'm playing catch up. I thought about just posting from this point forward but thought I would start from where I left off. This way if I ever want to create a book from my posts things wouldn't be left out.

So March 22, 2010 I went for a doctors appointment. To check my blood pressure and to make sure everything was okay with the baby. This time I didn't see my regular doctor because he wasn't in. Anyhow, the doctor I saw ended up admitting me to the hospital because my blood pressure was just too high.

This isn't the first time I was admitted. I was admitted the month before for the same reason. That time I was only admitted for a night and was told I needed to take it easy. So this time I tried to refuse being admitted. I ended up spending three hours at the doctors office before I left. At which time they finally convinced me to admit myself to St. Luke's.

So here I am, Tuesday morning, March 23rd not very happy about being in the hospital.

You can see how swollen I am. This isn't just normal swelling from being pregnant this is from having high blood pressure.

So my dad contacted one of his friends that lives here in Idaho. She contacted the missionaries to come over and give me a blessing.

During this stay I ended up having the amniocentesis procedure. Which is a procedure that examines the chromosomes of the fetus to determine lung maturity. Let me tell you, it is not comfortable. The doctor gave me a shot to numb the pain but that only numbs the surface. She then stuck a long needle in my stomach, right below my right rib cage. You can still feel it penetrate your uterus. Problem is she had to do it again because she was unable to get what she needed. The second time she asked if I wanted to be numbed. My response was, "It doesn't matter." I'm not sure what I was thinking. So she stuck me again a second time without numbing me. I think I'm a glutton for pain.

The results from the procedure were that baby's lungs were really under-developed. She said something about them measuring 18 and they should be around 43. So we decided the baby would get a shot of steroids, to help mature the baby's lungs.

I was tired of being in the hospital and the doctor on call was talking about keeping me there and possibly having to deliver the baby. I told her I wasn't sure about that and that I wanted to be released. Suffice it to say, I ended up staying another night. That is when I got to see my doctor, and he allowed me to be released ONLY if I followed doctors orders. Said I was to be on STRICT bed rest and they increased my blood pressure medication.

So I was able to go home. YEAH! I really wanted out of there because my baby shower was scheduled for that Saturday and I was so looking forward to it. So I was released Thursday morning and I flew mom up from Texas that day to help take care of me. I'm so lucky to have such a loving mommy!