Since I'm mixing things up a little bit with blog posts (I never know what's going to happen every day, so sometimes, especially these days, and in the days to come!) that I usually just go with the flow. Report on the days happenings and things and call it good.
Anyway, today I was reflecting a little on what my typical day is like. I've done this sort of post before on my other blog, but haven't done it here since I started on the whole bedrest thing. And it's taken on a different flavor being cooped up in the hospital right now. I do like routine, even if variety in the days events is nice. Maybe it's more that I like knowing what the plan is ahead of schedule, even if it varies from day to day. So here's a day in the life of Amy, hospital style.
I usually end up waking up at some early hour, way early to be healthy, and way earlier than I'd ever get up unless I had to. Today I awoke the first time around 5:30am, which was pretty good...I was happy that I had gone about 5 1/2 hours straight sleeping! I had the IV line going into my arm from last night, as my last dose of antibiotics started around 11:30pm, ran for a half hour and switched over to saline...the nurse didn't want to wake me up at midnight if I was sleeping just to stop the whole thing.
At 5:30, I buzzed the nurse, she took the fluid off, closed off my IV (still in my arm, for easy access), and I got up to use the bathroom and then back to bed. I dozed a little bit until a resident came by after 6am. I have to be somewhat coherent these days, just because they're always asking for details, and I end up with a new one each day so I sometimes have to fill them in on things a bit more.
The resident left, and I dozed off for a bit more...a few more hours until 7:30 when a nurse came to take my vitals. Dozed off again a little more, and the new nurse for the day came by, did a few more vitals and brought breakfast around 9.
After breakfast, I sat around a little "digesting" and was doing a little cross stitch. At 10am, the nurse came by to hook me up to the monitors for the NST (that was about 20 minutes long). Nothing really odd to report (I think I had like 1 or 2 contractions the whole time!) and baby was happily doing her thing.
A little bit of looking at things on Facebook, chatting online and so on, and then Dr. Mayer came for a visit. She asked how I felt about staying vs. going home (like most of the other doctors had), as she knew previously that I'd been upset before about having to stay and be away from Mike and the kids. But this time I think everyone agreed that it was safer and more secure if I stayed. So she put that plan into motion to keep me here at least for the time being...assuring me that the plans are subject to change if my own feelings on things change.
Right before 1, Megan and Pilar show up (and they grab food to have lunch up here), and Monica follows soon after too. It was a good visit with them, definitely brightening things up and adding that bit of variety to my day. Mike comes around 2:30 and we hang out and chat (funny being able to talk without interruptions from the kids...hehehe). It took a little bit to get all of the permissions in order to go for a walk (there has to be a doctor's order saying it's OK!) and so after that came through, we took a trip to the cafeteria for a little bit before Mike had to leave to get the boys and go home for the night.
I'm expecting dinner here in a little bit (typical is around 6:30), then the shift change, a new check in vitals, and maybe another round of monitoring (although that hasn't been said, they usually just like to do that after dinner).
Maybe the longer I stay here (but, well, I hope that's not too long), the more the routine gets established and I hope I can just get used to a few things so I'm not struggling to get through the day.
Overall, my day, today, has been a mostly quiet one...not filled with a lot of drama, contractions and worry, and I really hope that it stays that way, and that this isn't just the calm before the storm (like it was the last time I was discharged!).