The 26th was a frustrating day. I was visited by 2 different doctors 30 minutes apart who told me different things but also both told me that they had just talked about me in their meeting. My mom and I were so confused. Thanks to my mom, we later got it all cleared up and they met in the middle. They turned dowm the medication and I was feeling pretty good but still couldn't see.
September 27th
I am well aware that this is not a very cute picture of me but this is how it was...embarassing I know!On the 28th they turned down the medication even more, yeah! Later tried to turn it dowm more but quickly went back up just a little because of contractions.
On the 29th they turned the mag off and put me on an oral pill to help instead. I was able to take a shower all by myself for the first time in 2 weeks! I did my hair and put makeup on, I felt like a new woman. I started having contractions again but couldn't feel them so they decided to check them. I hadn't changed much which was good but he could feel baby A (Brady's) head. He told me he would be around all night and to hope for the best but expect the worst. The Brady clan brought Ryan and I Outback and played games with us in the hospital. It was the best day I had had so far!
September 30th was our anniversary! We watched conference together all day. We got good news. The baby's heart rates were always good so they took the monitors off and told me I would only have to put them on twice a day for 30 minutes. It felt so good to only have 1 monitor instead of 3. Ryan went to priesthood and brought me back PF Changs!
October 1 was an emotional day. My dad came to watch the morning session with me and the doctor came in while he was there. He said that he though I might be able to go home. He decided to check me and then make a decision. You can imagine our disappointment when he checked me and said that I was about 3.5 and there was a ton of pressure and he could feel the first head and my bag of water. We were not able to go home. My dad asked if he could at least take me outside in a wheelchair to get some lunch. The doctor agreed to that (only because he felt so bad and it was my dad)It was a beautiful day and I had never been so happy to be outside in my entire life. After 2 long weeks, it was wonderful! I was so sad when my dad had to take me back inside. The doctor told my dad he thought the babies would be coming very soon. We had heard that many times before so I was determined to prove them wrong again.
October 2 was my mom and dad's anniversary. My mom refused to leave on the trip they were supposed to go on and my dad finally got her to go to Park City for the day. My friend Lindsay and my dad took me outside again for lunch which again was fabulous and helped get my spirits up.
October 3: They had been trying to get me an ultrasound with my high risk doctor and finally got me squeezed in, we were so excited! Ryan came and met me and they took me in a wheelchair. The ultrasound showed them to be 3 pounds, 11 ounces and 4 pounds, 4 ounces (which obviously was a little off because they were smaller than that when they were born) but we were happy about that.
October 4: Long hard day, I was starting to get down. Nothing too exciting happened, same old, same old. The dietician came in and told me that I was not gaining as much weight as they wanted me to so we needed to up my calories. Seriously, I was huge. They made me drink Instant Breakfast twice a day which I hate. I was so annoyed. My mom brought me coldstone to help with the calories..she is the best! Abbey and I had a sleep over.
October 5: They told me everything looked good! Yeah! I joked around about going home but they ignored me, rude!
October 6: I was told everything was looking good but they didn't want to send me home on the weekend because they staff wasn't as good if I were to go into labor or something, I thought it sounded dumb. They took us to the NICU again to see babies about the size mine would be and I decided it was all worth it. They were so little and it seriously freaked me out.
6 comments:
Remembering these days makes me emotional. I remember feeling guilty that I was also pregnant but was having no complications and wanted to climb in bed and suffer with you! As a sister it was very hard to watch. I love your boys!
Loved the update... You have such a great family!! It is awesome to hear about how well they took care of you.. cuz you deserve it I can't imagine going through all of that!! Sounds like we are getting to the Birthdays of the boys that is soo exciting.. I look forward to the rest of the story :-)
WOw! Sarah, I like hearing these stories. I can only imagine what you went through. Love your guts!
Sarah, I have decided you have the coolest Dad ever. I know he is a busy doctor, but he always seems to find time for his kids. So cool!
I still can't believe you didn't get stretch marks! I'm jealous....still wouldn't trade spots though. Even though it wasn't a pleasant experience for you, I did enjoy visiting you on my lunch break. It really is amazing that you kept them in for so long. The whole thing is a modern day miracle. And now I get to say that I have twin nephews with red hair! They are darling! :)Auntie Kate
That picture of you and your belli has to be one of the coolest things I have ever seen. BTW do you know that you put a link on your blog really easily to go to that website. If you don't know how I can tell you. Check out my harvest blog and click on the sundance and you'll see what I'm talking about.
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