Sept 17, 2005 old post from old blog site

Hello everyone!
Well after a fairly uneventful pregnancy we are now hospitalized.  Here is the story…….

2 weeks ago (Sept 3rd) I started to have some contractions that I just could not get to go away.  I tried everything that I could think of……Drinking lots of water……laying down…….taking a nap……NOTHING worked!!  At the time I really started to notice the contracts, they were about 5 minutes apart.  They didnt really hurt but since I am carrying triplets I didn’t want to mess around.  I decided after about 3 hours of this I should call the doctor.  About 8pm I call and of course he told us to go to the hospital.  I was sure that he would stop what contractions I was having and send me home.  NOT!!!  When we got to the hospital my contractions were now 1 1/2 – 2 minutes apart.  I was so shocked!!  I was only really feeling them about every 5 – 10 minutes and they didn’t hurt at all.  My body was trying to go in to labor.  The nurses informed me that I would probably be staying at the hospital until delivery.  I wasn’t very happy to hear this at all since I was only 25 weeks I knew that I was going to be here 10 plus weeks.  I have never spent more than a week in the hospital and that was cause I was sick with an infection from surgery.  I knew being stuck in the hospital was going to be really hard on me since I was so far from home.  Even at this point I was missing my kids and my Husband.  After they determined that I was having contractions the nurses started to take steps to stop them.  First they started magnesium and OH BOY  that stuff is horrid!!!  With in minutes I started to feel very sleepy and sick.  I knew with in a few minutes I was going to be sick and yep there she blows!!!  I was so glad that the nurse was quick with that puke bucket!!! Then after they started the mag they gave me a shot of Trebutellen (sp).  This now was making me shake so hard that my teeth were chattering.   Finally after about 2 hours they were able to get this contractions to stop.  My doctor came in to see me about 12am and informed me that we would be staying at the hospital until delivery.  This we already knew because the nurses told us that this would probably be the case. 
The whole night I wasn’t able to sleep at all!!  I guess it was a combo of the being in the hospital and the mag.  The mag made me feel like I had the flu and I had the worst head ache. I feel like my head was going to pop at any minute.  About 9 am the mag started to make me have chest pains.  I told the nurse that what was happening and they told me it was normal and it would probably get worse and just to hang in there and my body would start getting use to the mag in about 48 hours after they started it.  At this point I was thinking “Get use to this, how in the hell could my body get use to this shit!”  About 8 pm the chest pains were just to much for me to handle.  I begged them to stop the mag!!!  The nurse that was my nurse that night knew that I was not faking it just so they would stop the mag but that I was having some major chest pains and my life could be in danger.  Mag can make you retain water and the first place you start to retain water is in you chest and this was just what they thought was happening.  After I figured out what they were thinking I really started to worry and this of course only made things worst!!  The nurse went to call the doctor and tell him that he should turn it off because of the symptoms I was having.  He decided this was the best plan.  The nurse turned it off and with in just a few minutes the chest pains went away!!!  I could breath again.  YES!!  After 1 hour the doctor ordered to start the mag again but at a lower dose.  I cant say that I was happy to hear this at all.  I was so scared that the chest pains would come back!  When the mag came back on I still could feel the side effects just not as bad.  Instead of having chest pains I started to feel other symptoms like the body aches.  I was happy to have the body aches over the chest pains any day.  I knew at this point I could start dealing with be stuck in the hospital for the next few months. 
When I talked to my husband he was shocked at how down and in pain I sounded.  He even told me to tell them to “turn the shit off!”  I tried to explain to him about the side effects but I didn’t even have the energy to do this.  We had a few thing going on at home and I couldn’t even listen to him tell me about the problems at home.  (Long story short…….we are looking for a new nanny cause my mom isn’t about to help out with the kids any more.)  I told my husband I cant deal with this right now you just need to take care of this stuff with out me.  I think at this point  he knew that the stuff that they were giving me was really hard on me and I really couldn’t deal with things at home.  In the end he was able to take care of thing without my help and for my husband this sometimes can be hard.  I think he depends on me more than he should.  I felt that the problem solving would be good for him anyway.  Over the next few days the side effects of the mag where much better and I hardly noticed them at all. 

On Tuesday the 6th  we had our first ultrasound since being admitted to the hospital.  I was very nervous to say the least.  I was worried that with all the contractions we had before they stopped them had done something to my cervix, like dilating or shorting.  The doctor first looked at the babies and then he looked at my cervix.  He determined that my cervix was very short, less than 1 cm and it was dilated 1-2 cm and baby A’s water bag was bulging threw the cervix.  The normally a cervix for a pregnant women is over 4 cm.  It usually stays that way until delivery time in a normal full term pregnancy.  After the ultrasound I told my intended parents that they need to realize that the babies were going to be born  A LOT sooner than we expected and they need to come to terms with this.  They both told me that they were starting to realize it and they were ok with what ever happened.  Since we were only 25 weeks and 4 days things didn’t look good for the babies.  If they were to be born now they only had about a 50/50 chance of survival.   After everything that my Ips have gone threw this was the last thing I was wanted to happen.  I wanted everything to go good for them all the way to the end. 

On Tuesday the 13th we had another ultrasound and this time the result were much more promising.  The babies now weigh almost 3 pounds which was way ahead of schedule.  At this point the average weight is about 2 pounds for triplets.  I was so glad that the growth was good.  If they are growing good now it will give them a little advantage if they are born early.  Now for the best news so far…… my cervix magically got longer.  It was now measuring at 2.5 cm.  I am still dilated about 1-2 cm but this hasn’t changed at all and NO change is good.   We will be having weekly ultrasounds on Tuesdays from now on.
 
I am stuck in bed full time now and I cant even leave my room.  They don’t even what me walking anywhere!  I cant even step foot out in the hall.  When I shower (when I am allowed), I have to use a shower chair.  I can have a shower Tuesdays and Saturdays and boy do I enjoy them!! 
The food suck here!!  I mean it’s just sad!!  Even the food at my high school was way better than this.  I am able to order take out when I want though.  I don’t have any diet restrictions at all so I do this a few times a week.  Since I am in a big city, you name the restaurant and they delivery.  I am thankful for this. 
I am having a hard time with fitting into any of my clothes anymore so I am glad that I can wear my PJ full time.  This is much more comfortable for me.
 
I am dealing OK with missing my family.  My husband sent me a package with some really nice stuff for me.  He sent me some more PJ, a card from my three year old, some candy, yum yum, and some of my favorite popcorn, double yum!!  I do have my times that I just cant deal with being away from my family and I have a private cry and this helps a little.  Last night I talked with my husband and he wasn’t home so I called his cell phone and he was out with some friends bowling and this made me wish that I could have been out with him and his friends having a good time but instead I was stuck in this hospital bed.  I had one of my private cry’s shortly after talking with him.  I got the feeling that he knew just how I felt, or at least I think he did. 

Today I have now been in the hospital exactly 2 weeks and the days are starting to slowly go by.  I just hope that the next few weeks start to go by just a little faster. 

Please keep me, my intended parents, and most importantly these babies in your prayers!!  We can use every extra prayer we can get!!