Of (False) Decels and Nannies

(28w1d)

So as my recent frequency of posting may tend to indicate, two things have changed.
1) I have successfully discerned the best way to use the internet here at the hospital
2) I now feel well enough most days to jot a little post down

Get this...
As of this morning, my liver and kidney functions have completely normalized.
Even my uric acid is "normal", just a little higher than they would want.
The doctors seem a bit perplexed.
Apparently they often see a slight improvement after hospitalization and steroid administration. But to have everything normalize and remain stable for a week is... well... quite unusual. I gather they didn't get the memo that I don't exactly follow the expected route of... well... ANYTHING when it comes to this pregnancy.
What a fabulous way to buck the trend!

During monitoring this morning, there was some concern that Alpha was having decels (a substantial decrease in her heart rate which can indicate low oxygen/distress). But because she wasn't showing up well, it was unclear if they were true decels or just artifact from the monitoring.

Dr W showed up and was concerned enough to pull out the ultrasound machine. Apparently if the decels are "true", Alpha will be sluggish due to the build up of lactic acid. He needed to count her movements. From the minute the ultrasound probe hit my belly the screen was filled up by a whirling dervish. Make that three of them.

They usually spend 30 minutes counting fetal movements.
All three of mine passed in the first minute :-).
Dr. W believes the tracing pattern is due to Alpha's position (VERY low and near my large vessels), and her... ummm.... maniacal activity:-)
Phew!
One more bullet dodged.

In other news... it appears that Matt and I will certainly be getting at least some sleep once all the babies are home.
No, dear readers, I am not in the throes of acute hospital-induced delirium.
No, my friends... we have found a night nanny!
She is about 60 years old and has extensive experience taking care of multiples.
And likes working at night.
Could we be any luckier?
Skipping a feeding or two a night (at least five nights a week) should do me wonders.

That's all for now...
One more day down!