Ok, I didn’t give a good update of the Midwife appointment yesterday. I seemed to focus on the fact that they might put me out of my misery by my due date, and nothing else. He he he… I guess I’m getting a one track mind.
Anyway, let’s start at the beginning… I’m on weekly doctor visits, have been for three weeks now. Started those a bit early, but not that bad. Monday’s and two weeks before have included non-stress tests. Two weeks ago, I ended up on the machine for over an hour as it had run out of paper after the first 10 minutes and the midwife didn’t have enough data. New roll of paper in the machine, and I get left again for what felt like ages, on a very uncomfortable doctor’s table.
So, this time, I joke as they hook me up that there better be paper in the machine. The PA laughs, and said “YOU were the one that finished the roll.” So, I settle in and get left along in the room. Yay for Mahjongg on the IPaq. About 20 minutes later, the midwife comes in – the same one from the prior NST. She adjusts the heartbeat disk and mentions that there seems to be a bunch of “garbage” in the data. I get left again for another 30 minutes or so, holding the heartbeat disk in place. I can’t read or even play Mahjongg. Time goes so slow without distractions.
She comes back and looks at the read out. Says that it appears that the bump is very active – yes, tell me about it! Asks how the sub-cue heparin is going, and I tell her that it’s just not fun, Stu is doing most of the shots, as the needles are just a bit too long for me to do one handed. She checks and says that I’m only 50% effaced, close and firm. She doesn’t think I’ll have the baby this week. She mentions that she doesn’t think I should go any later than my due date, which made me happy, I wasn’t about to argue with her. I would like to be as non-intervened as possible.
She then says that she’d like to have the fluid levels checked and sends me off to a radiology lab just around the corner. The lab wants me there with a full bladder. This is after I’ve been in the doctor’s office for an hour and a half, and they can’t see me for another 20 minutes. So MEAN! This is how you torture a pregnant lady.
I chat with the PA’s for a bit before I go. Lab is just 5 minutes away from the doc’s office. I get there, they have me fill a form, then wait a few minutes before I get called back. The tech has me lie down on the table, goops me up. I mention that we don’t know what the bump is, so she won’t blurt anything out. She asks how far along I am… 37w5d. She seems quite amazed that I’m that far along, that I don’t look it. Anyway, she scans away, explains what she’s looking at… shows me the heart, kidneys, stomach, ribs, femur… nothing from that area :) I start feeling very uncomfortable after about 15 minutes, I am almost flat on my back. She notices and has me lay on my side for a bit. After about 5 minutes, we start back up again. She gets her fluid measures and asks if I would wait for her to check with the radiologist before I leave, just in case they need something else. Again, I haven’t peed yet. I could almost cry by now.
So, another 5 minutes or so of waiting before she comes back and says I’m good to go, she’ll call the midwife and give her the results, and that the midwife will call me. I ask if I could use their restroom before I leave. But of COURSE I can :) Yay. Such relief! It’s been over three hours. I only have a 40 minute bladder by now, what with all the baby pressure and the almost constant headbutting and hiccups!
By now I’m starving, so swing past the McD’s on teh way home, and almost devour everything before I get there. It’s about 12:20 now, and the doc’s closed for lunch. I have at least 40 minutes before I can find out if everything is ok. I call, the midwife is with a patient. She’ll call me back. About 30 minutes later the PA calls, and said that everything was ok. The fluid level was just fine. Whew! I was worried that there was something wrong, that I would need to rush to the hospital, and Stu was at work 40 minutes away. I know that I could ask a neighbor to drive me if need be, but still.
So, end of a LONG story, everything is fine, bump is fine, I’m fine. I’ll probably not have the baby this week, but you never know. I also know that Stu and I won’t be waiting too much longer to meet the bump, which is nice to know too. :) Not sure what they’ll have planned for me, I’m sure I’ll find out next appointment.