38 Weeks

This post is going to be a huge rant as soon as we get to the worst part of this week. It's also going to have more details of the "joys" of pregnancy. Some of the details you may not want to read, but I'm posting them anyways because I have been honest this far! Plus it just shows how stupid my doctor is. So, you've been warned. 

 

How far along: 38 weeks...only 2 more, which is very hard to believe. 

Gender: A sweet baby girl! We are so excited to be adding a princess to our family!

Maternity clothes: Yep, yep. 

Stretch marks: Just a little. 

Belly button in or out: Out. I can't deny it any longer. 

Sleep: Pretty good. I've been so sick that my body has only wanted to sleep. 

Best moment this week: This week has pretty much sucked, so the two best things from this week are that Netflix announced Friends will be coming to their website on January 1st and that Delilah (the radio show hostess) now has a channel in St. George!!! 

Worst moment this week: Okay, here goes. So, remember how last week I got sick and they told me that it was my gallbladder, but because it went away they did nothing about it. On Tuesday I was awoken by a terrible stabbing pain in the middle of my stomach. That was at 7:30. I went to the bathroom and went number 3...a lot (I told you the details were gross). I was in so much pain. My neighbor, who is also a doctor, came over and checked on me. He talked to me about my symptoms and felt my tummy to see if I was contracting, I wasn't. He said that it might be gas and to drink LOTS of fluids to try and pass everything through quickly. I was nauseous all day, and the stabbing pains and diarrhea were pretty much constant. I took some gas medicine, still nothing. Around 4:30 Caleb took me to Labor and Delivery. They monitored me and Piper and told us that it was contractions...It wasn't. When the monitor said that I was having a contraction I didn't feel anything, but when I had the stabbing pain the monitor didn't move. So we left with no answers. Around 9:30 that same night I was still in a ton of pain so we went to the ER. We told them all of my symptoms (including the new one of having all my burps taste like sulfur). They said it was probably gas and gave me some fancy hospital medicine that was supposed to coat my stomach. Nobody seemed worried about the fact that I was having constant diarrhea and couldn't eat or drink anything without my stomach getting really upset. Basically, as soon as I put anything in me it came right back out. We left the ER at 1:30 am the next morning. I woke up Wednesday and still felt sick. I took a little nap and started to feel better afterwards. I still had diarrhea all day but I went to bed feeling pretty good. Thursday I woke up and was sick again. This time I didn't have the stabbing pain, but I was really nauseous, I was even dry heaving at points throughout the day. I still had diarrhea. Every time I went to the bathroom that's what came out...and I was in the bathroom a lot. I started googling my symptoms and one of the first things I saw said that if I had been having diarrhea for more than 24 hours to call my doctor. I called, the nurse said that I probably just had a little bug but that I could take some imodium and that if I wasn't better in the morning to come in and they'd try to fit me in. At this point I had lost 6 lbs in 3 days. Around 8 I realized that I hadn't felt Piper move in almost 2 hours. I ate some jello and drank some apple juice and she still wasn't moving. So at 9 we went back to Labor and Delivery. The first nurse was talking to Caleb while I was peeing in a cup and she asked him about why we went to the hospital twice in one day, then she was incredibly surprised to hear that our doctor never checked up on us afterwards. She couldn't understand how he wouldn't make sure we were okay. Then our second nurse came in and checked on Piper's heartbeat, it was really strong and of course as soon as she was put on the monitor she started moving and kicking...I swear she did that on purpose. Then our THIRD nurse came in. At this point we have told 2 other people all of my symptoms, but we still had to tell her. So we tell her about the diarrhea and losing 6 pounds and nausea and all of the same things we have been telling doctor's and nurses since Tuesday. THIS LADY WAS ON THE BALL. As soon as she heard about the weight loss she went to the doctor on call and they put me on an IV and gave me 4 liters of fluids. I felt so much better after that. All of my pain went away. ALL OF IT! After 3 doctors (not including my neighbor) and 9 nurses somebody FINALLY did something for me. I didn't take any anti-diarrhea medicine because I figured that if it was safe for me to take when I told all the millions of people about it they would have told me to take some! After I took the imodium I haven't had diarrhea since. Why wasn't I told to take that on day one???? There are so many more small details that this nurse took care of that nobody else did, but this is already really long. Basically, I am incredibly grateful that I will NEVER have another baby in this district again. Ever. 

Miss anything: My back not hurting. 

Movement: Not so many kicks anymore, since she's running out of room, but lot's of pushing against me. 

Cravings: Nope. 

Queasy or sick: Oh yeah...obviously. 

Looking forward to: My baby shower tomorrow!!! It is a bad weekend to have it because it's Fall Break here, so there might not be a very good turn out, but still, I am excited to celebrate with the people who are able to make it. 

Extra: Here's the registry link. http://www.target.com/GiftRegistrySearchViewCmd?registryType=BB&jsRequest=true&catalogId=10051&status=completePage&cumulativeTime=-1&listId=GXCHgkyVBN9G_dcj-V7vUQ&noOfPings=&registryFirstName=Rebekah&langId=-1&segmentGrpName=-1&storeId=10151&registryLastName=Hackett Just copy and past that huge thing in...or press here.