My contractions slowed down and were back to their normally abnormal self by this morning. I headed to my 11:00 midwife appointment and they hooked me up to the contraction monitor. I was doing the same thing I always do... the same thing I've done with every pregnancy. I have tiny little "irritability contrations" about 2 minutes apart, that I can barely feel and I do not count at all. I have them starting at 20 weeks with all three pregnancies. I did have one big whopper while on the monitor. Then, they checked my cervix... I knew that was the moment that can let me waddle on my merry way or leave me trapped in the hospital. I am now at 4cm (She said 3-4, but closer to 4). They did my Group B Strep test and sent me straight to the hospital. Ug.
So, here I sit. They gave me an IV of fluids in case my irritability was caused by dehydration (I told them it wouldn't help... my irritability is caused by my dysfunctional body, not dehydration). Of course, it didn't help. They shot me up with terbutaline, making me yet again feel like a chipmunk on speed. It calmed me down for a little while. Now, remember, I'm not having the contractions that I time and count... these are all for tiny irritability ones that I don't even feel. Next, they gave me Procardia. I'm on it now. If they can get me calmed down, who knows... maybe I can go home. If not, they'll have to decide whether to send me home or keep me here. For how long? Who knows. If I am in full blown labor, they wouldn't stop me. I don't want a 34 1/2 weeker, but she will be much better than she would have been at 33 weeks. I need to let go and just relinquish my need to control.
In my opinion, they should keep me over night (since all my contractions happen at night) and then send me home tomorrow if nothing happens. I'll even tell them I can go back on a lower dose of Procardia. I just don't want to think about them trying to keep me until I get to 36 weeks (as someone mentioned as a possibility). The thought of being away from my kids that long makes me crazy. I miss them already, I cannot possibly go another 10 days... I just can't. If I have to stay there, they will have to spend time visiting me or I won't make it. Okay, I can't think, about that possibility any more... Plus, what's the point? The game changes so often there's really no point in spending too much time thinking of any hypothetical option.
Man, I wish Taco Stand delivered.
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