Stop the Presses, I mean M e d s!
Saturday, May 26th, 2007Wednesday was my 35 week visit. I had taken my last Procardia at midnight. I went in to see the doctor and everything seemed great. No ultrasound this time but I heard the heartbeat and it was musical. Dr. Wise, contrary to what Jay and I thought, seemed pretty sure that there was no baby in sight this week…I was still only 1 cm dilated and she believed the meds were well enough in my system to keep him there. She sent me home saying she’d see me next week and to stay off the meds, if it happened, it happened.
Rewind just a little…Jay has spoken to every clerk, vet, and neighbor he meets about preterm labor. Seems everyone has a story and most end with “and she went off the meds and went in to labor the very next day.” Add that to the fact that I don’t need a clock to tell me when my next pill is due, we were pretty confident we would have a baby before Memorial Day.
Wednesday passed without incident. So did Thursday morning. Around 3 pm on Thursday was when it happened. (more…)
