Thursday, November 05, 2009

Always A Little On the High Side

Seriously. I'm going to start to really panic. First it was my blood pressure. It's not high, but it's not normal either, it's just on the high side of normal. Then when the measure the baby on the ultrasounds she's never crazy big, but just a week or two ahead of where she should be (except for her head...wowza!). Then apparently the fluid levels surrounding here aren't too high...they are just on the high side of normal.


The doctor yesterday said that she wasn't losing sleep over the fluid levels, but it's something she has to keep an eye on because while they don't see any structural problems on the ultrasound it could mean that she doesn't know how to swallow. Awesome. Glad you aren't losing sleep over it doc I'll make sure to rest easy now. And of course if you google that only bad things come up. Ok well not really, but still. So now I have to have yet another ultrasound at 38 weeks. I'm so sick of getting these. Yeah they were really cool the first few times around but now I'm like, yeah, that's her with her chubby chubby cheeks. I just want her to be here so I don't really care about the pictures. We did find out that her head is in the 93rd percentile, yeah that's right she's got a big brain! And her legs were in the 90something percentile. Both Jason and I are really tall and I, along with most of my family, has a big head atop our shoulders so it makes sense. Pushing out a head in the 93rd percentile makes less sense, but I'm sure I'll be fine.

Yesterday I also had to do a Non-Stress Test for the first time. I had no idea I was going to have to do it. As soon as they put the sensors on me, Lucy went straight to sleep. Well apparently the non-movement of the baby was much more of a concern to the doctor than the fluid levels and so she sent me to the triage to have them do some prolonged monitoring. I was a little mean to the nurse because I really thought the NST was bogus in the office and I didn't want to be there. So they hooked me up to monitors and left Jason and I in a teeny room for about an hour. They gave me some ginger ale and Lucy perked up enough for them to send me home. So that was a "fun" little experience. I guess they are going to do these NSTs every week now, and I'm guessing every time she isn't going to move and so I'm going to get to know triage really well.

The only thing that isn't on the high side of normal right now is the positiong of Lucy's head. Sometime in the last two weeks she has managed to turn herself around and so she's head down like she's supposed to be. So no more worries about a planned c-section for right now. I'm hoping she stays that way, I mean with all the fluid that she has to float around in in there who knows what she's going to do.

Shitty shitty night's sleep last night. Crazy dreams and then I woke up to pee at around 1:30 and the dog upstairs would. not. shut. the. fuck. up. I'm sorry. I'm not a dog person, but seriously what is going on up there that you are just letting your dog bark and bark and bark. I think they were home because I could hear them talking...but maybe that was after the barking. Then I think they were having the dog run up and down the fucking hallway plus more barking....maybe...I don't know, but I do know it was *really* annoying. I'm happy Jason was able to sleep through it because he had to get up at 4am this morning to do some contractor work.

Going to do some work this morning and then my friend Jean and her baby Ethan are coming over to visit around lunchtime, which is going to be a great time.

So now we wait until Tuesday at 10am to see what is happening with the baby. This last month is *very* frustrating!


Dawnie said...

YAY for head down! I'm sorry everything else is so frustrating, but at least she's gotten herself turned around to where she needs to be.

Scott said...

Next time you see your neighbors you should say, You know when your dog barks and runs at 1:30 in the morning we can really really hear that and so will the baby in about 2 weeks. Say it nice. They'll get it. Maybe.