After getting the prostaglandin gel, having regular moderate contractions, and spending 12 hours in the hospital, I have dilated by one more centimeter. And no effacement. After we realized that the gel wasn't doing much, the doctor sent us home (with some Ambien so I could sleep through the contractions I was having) and said to call him in the morning. The hospital was pretty busy today and will be tomorrow, so we're planning on trying again on Saturday morning at 8:00 am.
It's a little bit discouraging... My body reacted very quickly to the gel and sent me into steady contractions for about 24 hours, but they weren't changing my cervix...
Mostly, though, I'm kind of just bored out of my brain. I scurried around all weekend getting things ready for the baby, so there's not much preparation left... I'm not working any more... Walking around the mall or various other retail centers can hold its entertainment value for only so long since it makes me lust after wearing normal clothes again. I'm not sure I've had this much time on my hands in years. But the doctor says I should take it easy and rest up because "they don't call it labor for nothing!"
So we're in limbo, in baby purgatory. Do not pass go. Do not collect baby.
I need a new hobby.
2 comments:
I wait! I Wait! your new hobby should be watching movies and scrapbooking - or blog stalking. I can spend hours blog stalking.
When I take Ambien, I hallucinate about many Marvin the Martians jumping on the end of my bed singing me nursery songs. Hang in there!!!!
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