At the hospital that is. Overnight, my heart rate shot up and my blood pressure tanked. I wasn't really aware of much because I had taken two ty.lenol pm, but I remember the nurse taking my pulse and telling me my heart rate was too high to keep me on the terb. I wasn't too concerned in my groggy state and was just grateful to get some sleep. This morning, same scenario. They put me back on the monitor and the contractions were there. Pretty regular at about 6 minutes apart. Once they talked to the doctor they decided to give me the proc.ardia and monitor blood pressure. It didn't drop too much, so we are staying with the pro every 4 hours to see how I do on it.
They spent about an hour (at least) this morning trying to get Apple and Banana on the monitors. The kids were having none of it! They would get one on, strap the monitor onto my belly, find the other one and then the first one would move. At one point the back-up doc (who is actually my primary doc) came in with the ultrasound machine to get a better feel for where best to place the monitors. Both hearts were beating away and they both had a great amount of fluid. They got monitors on both babies for about 2 minutes and then lost them both. They gave up at that point and said we'll try again later. They aren't worried about the babies at all though because they are very active and when they have been monitored, they have plenty of healthy accelerations in their heart rates.
The doc on call came in around noon just to check in. She doesn't seem too worried. But we are definitely staying here overnight again. They want to see how I do on just the one medication. Apparently sometimes combining both medications is just too much for a person's (meaning me) system. If I do well on just the pro, they will send me home tomorrow. It could actually work out better because the pro doesn't give me the jitters nearly as bad as the terb and it would only be every 4 hours instead of alternating and taking something every 2 hours. Maybe I'll actually be able to lie down now without feeling like my heart is going to jump out of my chest. (if this is what meth is like, why would anyone enjoy that?!).
The other bummer in all of this is that we are now missing my niece's 1st birthday party this afternoon. Sucky. However, if the wireless here cooperates, we will try to do a video chat so we can at least say hi to everyone. Maybe B will sing happy birthday into the computer! Overall, we're doing fine. I'm still proud and amazed at myself for not crying at all and for being relatively okay with all of this. I'm really learning to go with the flow of things. And a good night of sleep (even though I was woken up every two hours-I'm used to that anyway) makes all the difference. And B has been great as usual, making trips back to the house for fresh clothes for me, taking the dogs to the kennel, and taking care of various chores.
I don't expect to be here too long, but if anyone feels like stopping by for a visit, you are more than welcome, just give me a call first to make sure we're still here!