Saturday, August 2, 2008

Let Me See Those Pearly Whites

(28w0d, Hospital Day 8)

First of all, I feel like I am back in Mrs. J.orgenson's third grade class.
When Dr. W (a partner of Dr. Peri) showed up yesterday and said all of the partners (apparently they discuss treatment plans on Dr. Peri's hospitalized patients as a group every day) are not only pleasantly surprised that I made it this long, but also impressed that things actually looked better for me yesterday than at any point since I was admitted, I couldn't help but be proud (as if my falling liver tests are a direct result of good study habits.)

Well stick a gold star on my forehead :-).


Today is 28 weeks!
We made it!
Slap me silly and call me Martha.

Let's see.
I'm most definitely going to celebrate.
Hmmmm......
Maybe by eating one extra baked goody? (*gasp*)
Or, if I am feeling truly rebellious, making my way OUTSIDE my room down two doors to get some cranberry juice (think T.he V.illage, T.ruman Show, etc). Yep, a wild child, I am :-).
Ooooo, ooooo, I know (hand waving wildly waiting for teacher to call on me), Stuffed crust pizza for dinner? (Now we're talking!)
Matt is running a few errands for me today... Among other things... new shampoo and conditioner. MOUTHWASH (ahhhhh.... I can't wait!) and he will be bringing my shaving supplies from home as another week like this and S.asquatch won't have anything on me.


The Mother of All Headaches is gone.
Completely.
Ahhhhhh. Can't tell you how NOT sorry I am about this.
One never truly appreciates the lack of one's head being split in two by a hatchet until... well... it stops.
This also marks the beginning of hospital week 2.
All sorts of things to celebrate today!

I can tell the babies are growing because of how they move (well, and I suppose the fact I am teetering on the edge of belly button out-y-ness is also a clue). And I'm not talking about the 6-footed, 6-handed, log-rolling frenzy that often erupts when monitoring starts. No, I'm talking about the occasional foot that stretches out the top of my uterus. This conscious stretching activity is new. Estimates roughly put them at approximately 2 lbs right now if we are lucky (soaking wet, of course). New goal? 2.5 lbs... no, make that 3 lbs... it is O.lympic season, might as well dream big, no?

It is an awful good thing I made it this far.
See, I have an ulterior motive.
Dr. Peri should be in on Moday.
And I am SOOOOOO waiting to give him a bad time about putting me in the hospital and then leaving the country the next day to go SCUBA DIVING... WITHOUT TELLING ME. I am so going to raz him.
Besides, he has been telling me for several weeks that he won't be smiling until we get to 28 weeks.
Where is that smile, Dr. Peri???????

Now clawing our way towards 29 weeks...

3 comments:

Natalie said...

LOL! I love it! Yea you made it to 28 weeks. I am so proud and just know you will make it another week. Way to go! Dr Peri will have a big ol' smile on his face come Monday morning. Grow babies grow!

Anonymous said...

CONGRATULATIONS girl............fantastic!!!! I hope you will or are enjoying all kinds of celebrating right about now!!! We are sooooooo thankful and excited for your family - keep the great news coming - can't WAIT to hear about Dr. Peri's reaction................hang in there some more!!! I don't think it's too much of a reach to see your BP hang out around 120/70............why not??!!!!!

Shenay said...

I'm so glad that you're doing better now. I'm praying for that magic 29 week mark; dare I hope for even more? And by the way, if your belly button is just now starting to protrude, then you're doing fabulous! I believe that happened to me much earlier and I had one less inside. Sorry I missed your shower - I really wished I could have been there. I still have a stash of boy clothes (all doubles of course) that I need to get to you. Maybe I'll get them to Natalie - gives me an excuse to hang out w/her. Take care!