I've been having mini-labor episodes since Tuesday. I'll have super strong ohmygod my abdomen is going to split open and why does my cervix have a knife in it type sensations that last for 2 to 3 minutes and occur every 5 minutes for like ....an hour and a half ..and then it stops. On Tuesday when I was at work and realized that I'd had 5 contractions while I was in with the same patient, I decided maybe I should time them. Because I was either in with the patient WAY too long or the contractions were way too close together. I was already scheduled for a NST right after work ...so I just went to L&D and called the OB on the way. When I got there, there were so many women in labor that I had to wait like a half hour for a room. I drank a gallon of water and they stopped. When they hooked me up to the monitor, I was having contractions every 4 minutes that I wasn't feeling. Lovely. The baby was having some variable decelerations in heart rate ...to the 120's. They tried to tell me it was normal but I'm still paranoid about it. They decided I could go home and take it easy. Had another hour long bout of contractions. Yesterday, contractions were painful but very intermittent throughout the day at work and then got serious at 4:00. After they hadn't stopped in an hour and a half, I called the on-call OB and he put me off work. He thinks that it's essentially just uterine irritability (Umm..what? Part of me being irritable? Pshaw), but that even though my job is what I like to think of as sedentary, there's a lot of get up get down get up get down twist bend look at this. Oh. And the stress of having a psycho boss. Who's reputation now apparently precedes her. I cried for a bit. Whined on facebook. Tried to go to bed but started having contractions that were 7 minutes apart and lasted for four hours. It took everything I had NOT to wake up my entire house and go back to labor and delivery. I finally fell asleep around 3 am. I've had some here and there contractions today but nothing regular.
So I'm off work and on the couch until at least tomorrow when I have another NST and a Level II ultrasound with the MFM to check on the baby's kidney. And my placenta. And my cervix. And ...can I just say? I have a lot of crap to do if I'm going to be home. Thank you notes to write for the shower. Baby clothes to wash. Nursery bedding to buy(because we still can't decide !?!?!), a room to decorate. Last minute necessities to make sure that we have in case he decides to make an early entrance. Honestly? It makes my cervix hurt to think about everything that MUST get done and all of the stuff that I can't do.
To top it off ...sitting on the couch has left me riddled with anxiety. I accidentally watched an episode of some TLC delivery show in which the parents were handed a lovely newborn with Downs that they weren't expecting and it set me off on a 3 hour crying tirade this afternoon. Can't. Stop. Thinking. That. I. Should. Have. Had. The. Amnio. To. Prepare. Myself. Then ..about 2 hours after the local news revealed that there is a local case of H1N1, the golden child called home sick from school (which hasn't happened since she was 6). I got off the couch to go get her to find a red faced febrile awful looking thing that had a sudden onset of sore throat, fever, headache, runny nose, body aches, fatigue, and cough ...that umm...looks like SWINE to me!! I brought her home, did a quick exam on her, sterilized myself, medicated her and quarantined her in the teenage haven she calls her bedroom. She's still in there sleeping 4 hours later.
My current train of thought goes something like this: swine, downs, NICU time, early contractions, ohmygod money if I'm off work 6 weeks early, downs, swine, golden child with asthma and swine, hubby (AND ME!) with diabetes and swine, flipping want some ice cream, etc., etc, etc.
It might be a long holiday weekend in these parts.