Well, I went in to the doctor yet again today as I have every week this past month. But today would turn out to be different. There were moments that a bead of sweat would break out on my brow as the doctor called and pulled me down corridors for different tests. My feet were barking a horrid protest as they have become swollen past the point of recognizable. The doctor did a BPP on the baby and checked my fluid levels. Both of which tunred out to be right on target. Then he escorted me in to meet another doctor who commenced my pre-admitance paperwork. She me through the mill of questions. More questions I might add than any of my doctors had ever asked. All my history filed in a little green folder I was then instructed to report back on Tuesday for an NST and Thursday night to be induced. Induction? Why induction? I was a bit unraveled. I wanted to be at home in bed as I had been up at godawful hours the previous night, I was tired of the shuffle and wait game that they had been tormenting me with all morning, and now the whammie... Induction! Eventually I got back to my real doctor and he explained it easily. The ten pounds I put on in just under a week in water weight was enough for him to make that call. Sure swelling is normal in the last trimester and I'm sure my bloated legs, face and feet aren't the first to shock the earth, but enough for him to say, "lets get this over with for you". I don't know how I feel about it. On one hand it is great to be able to make preparations with a date in mind. I can have the dogs picked up last and blah blah blah. But inductions take soooo long. I'm not a hospital kind of woman. I don't take well to being ignored when I am suffering. I would love for this all to go very quickly. I guess I'll just have to get over it. So much for wishful thinking. Anyway, I'M HAVING A BABY!!!!!!!!!
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