I had my appointment this morning, and everything looks really good. I told the doctor I was nervous about the pressure in my cervix, so she checked me and said I was closed and very long, which was great. She made me feel a lot better! She told me that the relaxin that is hard at work relaxing my bones, including my pelvic bone, is probably to blame for the pressure. Now that my pelvic bones are starting to soften/ spread, it can cause a feeling that the baby is pushing down or falling out. It is normal, which is good to know. She also said that since I am petite, I tend to feel everything as far as contractions go and the machines will pick up my
BH contractions more than other people’s. I’m glad I’m not just paranoid thinking I feel a million different things all the time- I really do feel it!
She checked my fundal height, felt around the belly to make sure baby is still “floating” (he is) and listened to his hb on the doppler which was in the 160 range. She told me that since the contractions seem to be under control that I can stop the medicine, only taking it as needed. She said if I start to contract, drink a big glass of Gatorade, lay down for 15 minutes, drink a glass of water, lay down again for 15 minutes. If the contractions continue, take a pill. Sounds like a plan, and now I need to go get Gatorade. Things feel tight and stretchy in my belly right now, and I guess that’s a part of getting bigger. I can definitely tell that I am growing- always a good thing since that means Knox is growing, too!
All was well until I almost fainted. Grr. I was sitting on the exam table, legs dangling, when I started to feel woozy. I told the doc I had to lay down for a minute, and she promptly got me water and ginger ale. I think the combo of the racing heart from the Brethine and dangling legs did me in. So, I had to lay on the table, still half naked from my exam and try to drink enough water to keep me coherent. I told Trevor to make sure I didn’t roll off the table if I fainted, and the I went to readjust myself. Apparently poor Trevor thought I was headed for the floor because that guy was out of his chair and across the room in a half a second! He was not amused when I laughed at him. At least he was taking his post seriously!
We scheduled all of my appointments through February 1, which was totally bizarre. I go back mid November for my glucola test. Yum-o.
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