This past Monday I had a doctor's appointment and I was "cautiously optimistic" because I had been feeling really good. MUCH less cramping and pressure than before I had started bed rest. In fact when Jason and I were talking Sunday night I told him that I was not going to get my hopes up, but just maybe the doctor would lighten bed rest by maybe an hour a day or so... I told him that as long as we didn't end up in the hospital I'd be fine.
Fast-forward 24 hours and I was now the newest patient in Kennestone Hospital.
Unbelievable.
Back to the doctor's appointment...
The ultrasound showed a huge (bad) change in how thin my cervix was. Which was enough to make my doctor start to toss around the idea of admitting me, so while she called a specialist she put me on a monitor to watch for contractions. I still was feeling great and watched the strip print out thinking it looked pretty good too.
Apparently I should quit trying to figure things out for myself because when the tech stopped by to check on us, I said "it looks okay, right?". Her response, "well it's not really bad."
Ends up I was having small contractions (called "irritabilities") the whole time and didn't even realize it.
That sealed the deal for sending me to the hospital.
It was such an overwhelming feeling. Again, the same questions... what do we do with Brooklyn? What about Jason's work? How long? etc. etc. etc.
But, AGAIN, God provided every need for us and our families and friends INSTANTLY jumped in to encourage us and help us out.
WE ARE SO UNBELIEVABLY BLESSED!
Not that we don't know that, but we are constantly taken back by just how true that is.
We could NOT be more grateful.
Thankfully it was only a short 3 day stay. When we went we didn't know what we'd be in for...
3 weeks, 3 months, or teeny-tiny early babies or what...
I was started on medicine (and still am on it) to control the small contractions and
PRAISE THE LORD it seems to be working. The day that we were sent home the specialist checked me out and reported a small improvement to my cervix (which I count as a true miracle!) and no further contractions and good lab results. We were very happy with that news!
And I have to say that throughout the hospital stay God gave me the sweetest peace and strength. If you know me, you know that I don't handle anything out of the ordinary without a good cry. But somehow the Lord very much poured His Spirit over me in this situation. I love knowing that it was such a God thing, and definitely not anything of myself. I believe with all my heart that He's heard and answered the prayers over us. So if you have prayed for us, THANK YOU.... God is very much hearing your prayers and working things out His way. I love to see Him at work. Even when I don't understand it.
And please keep the prayers coming. This situation is a day-by-day test. Sometimes it's easy to let the worst-case scenarios and worries creep in to your head, but we know we can't allow those to control us.
So for now, back to bed/couch rest... :)
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