A Day of Waiting

Today was exhausting. After finally going to bed at 2:30am I woke up at 4:30 to call the hospital like I was suppose to. They told me to come in at 6:00 to get the amnio done. So I do, but the doctors still don't see me until 8:00. The amnio wasn't that bad, but it felt like a circus in the room, because they had 3 medical students who were in training. So there was 2 doctors, the ultrasound lady, and 3 med students all standing around starying at me while they poke me with this huge needle. Not like the stress of an amnio is bad enough? After that they hook me up to the machines for an hour to make sure I'm not having contractions too much. After that is all done the results are back! They said that the lungs were boderline of being mature and they couldn't make a decision. The doctor said she wanted to send the results off to get another test done which took about 4 hrs for the results to get back. Needless to say they wouldn't let me go back to the hotel or eat anything. Not letting a pregnant woman eat can be a serious thing. They just wanted to make sure that if I was going to have a c-section today that my belly needed to be empty.

So here I am waiting in the waiting room patiently for 4 hrs waiting on results. Nothing! As my stomach is rumbling and my head is spinning I ask the doc if I could just have some ice chips maybe to calm my stomach. NO! What? Not even ice chips? They wouldn't even let me chew my gum. I had to spit that out as well. I ask them about the results and they said they still haven't heard anything and sometimes it takes up to 6 hrs for the results. So I go back and sit in the waiting room. Dad surprises me and brings the kids up to the hospital to help surpass the time away. Isabel came running around the corner with this beautiful rose. She was so sweet. It really lifted me up, and was just what I needed. Well, really what I needed was so food, but anyways. Roses are good too.

I look at the clock it is now 4:30pm, I have been awake for 12 hrs without eating anything and waiting in the hospital for 10 hrs. I go back again to ask for results, but they still said they haven't heard anything. I was getting really frustrated. Finally the doctor decided to just send me home and they would call me when they got the results back in. Thank goodness. As soon as we left of course we went and got something to eat. I needed something right then. I didn't want to wait at sit down restuarant. I definitely didn't want to cook. So we went to the nearest fast food place, Arby's. Healthy right? I order a southern style chicken sandwich, a beef n cheddar, 2 medium fries, a large jalepno popper, and a large drink. At that point Anthony looks at me like dang fatty. I don't care I was starving. I didn't think I could really eat it all, but it all sounded so good. I couldn't wait to we got back to the hotel. I was scarfing that food down as soon as he handed me the bag. When we got back to the hotel I had finished all of the food. I couldn't believe that I actually at 2 value meals, and a large order of poppers by myself. After my belly was stuffed I went to sleep.

The doctors call and hour later telling me that the results have finally came in. I don't know why a 4 hr test took 10 hrs, but whatever. I was happy to hear that they said the baby was MATURE and to come in tomorrow for my c-section. After I heard the news I jumped up and down with excitment and then fell right back to sleep.

Wish me luck of another day of starvation. I can't eat after midnight and they will do the c-section around 11:00am. I can't wait.