Admitted

Day 2 in the hospital and I am NOT having fun. Yesterday, I went to my routine 35 week doctor appointment at 8:30 am. Once again, I saw "the look" on the nurses face when she took my blood pressure. 155/90. And, my OB that I have been with for the past 8 months just left on maternity leave. So, there I went in my room to meet a new doctor and see what she was going to say about my blood pressure. She was nice. Asked the normal preeclampsia indicator questions. I have been having headaches but I explained to her I thought that was related to my TMJ problems. She decided to be safe that I needed to head straight to
L&D at the hospital for further testing.

Damn.

I was at the hospital by 9:30 yesterday morning. A million tests later, the doctor here decided to keep me for 24 hours for "observation." I tried hard to get out of it but he wouldn't budge. My platelet levels came back too low. And so started a very long day of nothing. I was put in a shared room with a girl being induced at 37 weeks with twins. With no TV. And nothing to do since I had no idea that's where I would end up. My iphone was dead by noon but thankfully Devaughn showed up shortly after with my laptop. Then Sean and Katelyn brought me my boy and a pizza (2 of my favorite things) which really helped. Grayson had so many questions. Are the babies coming out? Are you sick? Where are you going to sleep? I knew where I was going to sleep but not much else. He left me with the sweetest message on my white board in front of my bed...

The night was brutal. My jaw pounded all night. My roommate and her husband wouldn't shut up. I didn't have enough pillows. BUT...the morning finally came and my chance to break out of this shit box. They started more non stress tests on the babies at 5:30 am, then at 6:30 more bloodwork and urine sample. All the while, taking my blood pressure every couple hours which has been perfect since I arrived here (of course). I was told my doctor would make her rounds early in the morning and come see me. I WAS excited and then...the doctor from yesterday came in with the blood results. He said my platelet levels were still very low and my uric acid was very high. Both strong indicators of preeclampsia. I said then maybe it's time to see these babies and he said it's a consideration but that we would wait for my normal doctor to decide.

Of course my next question, where is my doctor? It's now past noon and there is no sign of her. So, I asked the nurse. Supposedly, the doctor is in surgery. Then Emerg. Then Triage. Then maybe I will get to see her.

Can someone just please bring me a bloody TV.

And the big decision of the day...do I eat the barf soup first or the week old tuna sandwich?