38 weeks today and our c-section date has been moved up to Tuesday, July 5th!! Woo-hoo!!! And it's not because anything is bad. It's just because the hospital had a scheduling conflict for the 7th and therefore, Dr D decided to go ahead with the section on the 5th. Can anyone say EXCITED????
So before I got this exciting news I had an ok morning. I was super tired because I literally got just under 4 hours of sleep last night thanks to some wicked heartburn and insomnia. I've been really lucky only having had heartburn the last couple of days (versus my SIL who had it relentlessly during her pregnancy) so I can't complain too much. I got to the doctor's and started with my NST. Maribel was not cooperating much this morning with activity. They had me lay on my side, had me chug water, and even used a little thing to "buzz" my belly to try to get her to move more - yeah, she just wasn't having it. She'd move a little and then go back to being lazy. So I probably spent a good 35 minutes on the monitor today until they were satisfied with her activity level.
Then I moved onto the u/s room to have them check my amniotic fluid level. That was looking good today and to double check on her, since she was somewhat sluggish on the monitor, they used the u/s machine to watch her breathe. It still fascinates me that she's in there, with fluid all around her and yet she's in there making breathing movements. Amazing! After watching her breathe from different angles they were happy with the results and I was free to go wait for Dr D.
Now remember, Dr D was actually out of the office this week but was going to come in for my appointment. They were going to call him so I waited in the waiting room, thankful for having remembered to bring my library book. After an hour I checked at the desk to make sure someone really had called him and the receptionist (who I've never seen before and who I think just liked to yap on the phone rather than work) said "Oh are you Amanda? Dr Davis called twice to see if you were still here but I told him you'd come and gone." I was like "Um I'm still here. I've been here since 8am (it was now 10:30) and have been in the waiting room since they finished my u/s at 9:30." Not once did that woman call my name and she knew it. She said "Dr Davis wanted me to give you his cell phone number" to which I replied "Already have it" and gave her a partially evil glare. Then in front of her I called him and before walking away to talk to him, I said "I've been here all along" so she'd hear it.
So anyways, Dr D couldn't make it in but no worries since everything ended up looking good in the end - NST, u/s, urine, BP, etc. And as we talked, that was when he told me the good news about moving the c-section date. His first words, after apologizing for the receptionist not calling my name to see if I was still out there waiting, were "We can't do your c-section on the 7th." I will admit tears filled my eyes as I thought I was getting pushed out beyond the 7th. But then he said, "How would you like to have that baby 2 days earlier instead?" Hell yeah!!! I'm all for it!! So we're scheduled for the 5th at 11am. We discussed what time we should arrive, the no eating/drinking after midnight, etc, and then we'll just finish up the hospital paperwork on the 5th.
I am beyond excited I tell you!!! Only 5 days until our little girl is here!!!! Sorry I'm so exclamation point happy but damn, I cannot wipe the smile off of my face right now.
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