Today I have been in here for 17 days. Looking back as a whole it has gone by pretty fast. Faster than I had expected. The doctor has not been in yet this morning so I do not know how the blood work looked this morning. I do know that I did not sleep good at all last night. Last night the first nurse I had was a new one for me. She has worked before since I have been here but she just hasn't been my nurse. She actually just came in and got my vitals and put me on the monitor. One of the usual night nurses that I hadn't seen in a few nights was back on last night. That nurse is very much by the book. I always have to have a snack at night to take with my insulin. Last night they gave me my insulin late and then immediately put me on the monitor. After I go done with the monitor it was almost midnight so she went ahead and gave me my ambien and got me ready for bed. She is the only nurse that works in this department that makes me wear the SEDs (aggravating things that go on your legs to improve circulation). After she put them on she went out of the room and I decided I would have some popcorn. Popcorn is on my list of things I can have so mom had bought me a tin of assorted flavors. I have been eating just a little here and there. Well, the nurse came back in and got on me for eating it. She said it was just full of salt and that I shouldn't be eating it. I quickly told her that I was going to eat it and that a little bit would not hurt my blood pressure or blood sugar levels. And, of course this morning both my blood pressure and blood sugars were perfect. The comment about the popcorn having a lot of salt really made no sense to me since when they bring my food trays they always bring 10 packets of salt on it. If they wanted me to restrict salt then they would have told me and would not give it to me. This isn't the first time she has done something like this. One night when mom and dad has brought dinner for me I took just one pinch of bread and she wanted to write that down in my file. That night my blood sugar levels were some of the best they have been. We have decided that from now on we just won't inform her on what I am doing unless she really needs to know. I was also picking one night and told her I was going to get up and do jumping jacks to get the little one out and she said she was going to write that in my file too. The nurse on today is total opposite. They always come in and ask a list of questions at shift change to make sure I am not having blurry visions, headaches, etc. I of course always say no to all the questions and this morning the nurse told me I needed to change my answers in order to get him here faster. I thought it was pretty funny that she said that seeing how the night nurse last night would have had a cow if she knew this nurse told me that.
Well, last night I was having a few contractions. They were really nothing to get excited over. Maybe one or two at the most an hour. They have stopped today but my doctor said they could be helping the lung development so she was glad I was having some. I was hoping they would continue and get closer overnight but they did just the opposite and have went missing.
Okay, it is that time of day now for my morning nap. Everyday after the monitor I try to get in a nap so I am going to get off of here and get to sleep especially since I did not sleep good last night. I will update again once we have seen the doctor. Keep praying!
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Day 17 and counting
Posted by hollieandphillipsbaby at 9:27 AM
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A CHILD'S SOUL
The soul of a child is the loveliest flower that grows in the garden of God. It
climbs from weakness to knowledge and power; to the sky from the clay and the clod.
To beauty and sweetness it grows under care; neglected 'tis ragged and
wild. It's a plant that is tender and wondrously rare; the sweet wistful soul of a child.
Be tender, O gardener, and give it it's share of moisture, of warmth and of light;
and let it not lack for painstaking care to protect it from frost and the blight.
A glad day shall come when it's bloom shall unfold reflecting a beauty and
sweetness untold. It will seem that an angel has smiled to the sensitive soul of a child.
Love you, Grandma Betty
hang in there!
It will get better! praying for ya
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