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Trip to the Hospital

Saturday night I started having contractions. They were longer and harder than normal. I doubled my anti-contraction medication, but the pain kept coming. So we faced the dilemma so many prego moms wonder. Go to the hospital or not? The rule from my docs is four or more contractions an hour equals a trip to the doctor. That's not many contractions, but I followed the rules, phoned the on-call doctor, had a neighbor come over to the house, and then headed to University on Utah Hospital. I really do not like that place, but we have to go there since me and the baby are high risk.

Instead of just monitoring contractions and the baby's heart rate, they immediately admitted me.  It was overkill. Then the nurse said, "Okay, we're gonna need an IV and labs drawn." That's when I got testy. I told them I didn't want any of that done until my contractions were monitored for a time, and I had seen a doctor. Long story short...I was having regular contractions, but after running a test and checking my cervix, they determined I wasn't in labor. Hallelujah!

We got home around 4 a.m. Kate woke up an hour later with a bloody nose. Then Davey crawled in our room at six ready to start the day! Thank goodness my sister picked up the kids and took them for the day. I slept a few more hours while Matt headed to church.   He had ward conference, a ward split and a long night of meetings, finally arriving home at ten last night. I don't know how he kept his eyes open.

Bed rest is blah, but I'm glad to sit around at home and not in the hospital!


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  1. Ugh, glad she decided not to come. We pray for you guys every day, if not multiple times a day.

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  2. Lets keep Maggie body-incubated a little longer But so glad you took the precautions. What great neighbors you have! YAY for Matt...aka cook, dish washer, blood blotter, contraction counter, and Millie's super man.

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  3. Millie--my due date is August 13th and I think about you as each week passes. Cross your legs sister and hope for a full term little girl:-) We love you guys!

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