In for the long haul

Tuesday was a very hard day for me being in the hospital. I have never had to stay in the hospital overnight for any reason so it was a lot to get use to. I felt really bad for Phillip since he had to sleep in the chair. The chair was supposed to fold out into a bed but either the chair was broken or we just didn't know how to get it situated. Needless to say neither of us got very much sleep. They did have me hooked up to a blood pressure machine where each hour it would take my blood pressure. This woke me up every hour and was very irritating on my arm all night.

Tuesday morning started out alright. Phillip and I just sat around and talked a little while we waited for the doctor to come in and hopefully say that we could go home but I would be on bedrest. Well, the doctor did not make her rounds until a little later in the day. Around lunch time Phillip's parents came up to see how we were doing. I had told Phillip to go eat lunch with them so he did just that. While he was out at lunch the doctor finally came by. She told me that the blood pressures were still not looking too good so that she was going to consult a high risk obgyn to see what they suggested as far as going home was concerned. This didn't alarm me too much at the time. I figured they would just change the medication and stay another night then go home. When Phillip and his parents got back I told him about the doctor visit and we thought all was good. A little while later Phillip decided to walk his parents out as they were leaving. As soon as Phillip was out of my room and walking down the hall the doctor came back in to drop the bomb on my that I would have to stay in the hospital until I delivered our little boy. They do not feel comfortable letting me go home with the blood pressure being high and the high amounts of protein in my urine. If we lived closer to the hospital then there would have been a chance to get to go home but we live too far away for them to feel comfortable letting me leave. This was very devastating to me. I did great while the doctor was in the room and even up until the moment that Phillip walked back in the room. As soon as I saw him walk in I totally lost it. Those pregnancy hormones had finally gotten the best of me. For a few hours on and off I just sat in the bed and cried. The nurses on the high risk wing are very great. My nurse came in and talked to me and really helped to calm me down. She also was very sweet and moved me to a larger room. We are now in room 1120 at CMC-Northeast.

After dropping the bomb that I would not be allowed to go home the doctor did change both my blood pressure medication and the insulin that I have been on. The changes did not actually begin until late tuesday night but both adding more insulin and changing the blood pressure medications has helped a lot.