So, although I was very good about following doctor's orders and didn't "cheat" on the whole bedrest thing, the amniotic fluid level continued to drop, so now I have to be on bedrest IN THE HOSPITAL!!!
What was meant to be a routine doctor's visit turned into orders to be admitted to the hospital. When they did an ultrasound today, they found that the amniotic fluid level was a little lower than the last time they checked it, and lower than they would like it to be. We knew something wasn't right when the ultrasound tech said he wanted to have the doctor take a look, instead of just letting us go with our little fuzzy picture of the baby--who was squiggling and squirming the whole time. It's always so fun to see that little person, even though sometimes we can't always tell what we're looking at.
Anyway, I've only been to a hospital to visit someone and the thought of being confined to this bed, this room, this building for the next several weeks makes my head spin. But this is what it will be, so we've got to make the best of it. One of the doctors told me to think of it as my own apartment. Ummm, nice try, but I don't think my imagination is quite that good.
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