These last few days have been pretty eventful at our house. I usually prefer things to be uneventful--and now I remember why! In the early part of the week, we found out that Alex needed to have oral surgery right away. They were able to get him in on Thursday. Poor guy--our dentist several years ago in Logan screwed up a root canal, and Alex has been paying for it ever since (by the way, THANKS Dr. Hammond). About a year ago he had the root canal re-done (FUN), but it didn't quite do the trick. So on Thursday, the good dentist here in SLC drilled into his jaw, clamped back his gums (ewww) and did his thing. I'm not sure what exactly that thing was, because anytime Alex explains it to me I automatically go to my 'happy place' in my mind--that stuff is too yucky for me. Anyway, it went well, and hopefully it will save the tooth. He's still on Lortab and a soft food diet, but doing pretty good otherwise!
As for me, we've had a bit of a scare. Yesterday afternoon my braxton-hicks contractions started to feel different.... lower, more painful, and about 3 minutes apart. I went to the hospital for a pre-term labor evaluation, and sure enough--at only 29 weeks pregnant, I'm already 1 cm dilated. The good news is that my body responded well to the terbutaline shots, which stopped the contractions. They sent me home with an Rx of the same stuff, to take as needed, and put me on bed-rest for the time being. I needed one early this morning when I got home from the hospital, but haven't needed once since. I've felt pretty good today. I'm scared. We've definitely felt the prayers offered on our behalf, and we're so thankful for modern medicine as well.
I have an appointment with my doctor tomorrow, and I'm really anxious to see what he has to say about everything. A few days ago I thought that having to be on bed-rest would just be awful; but at this point, I'll be truly grateful if that's the worst that happens. We'll see what tomorrow brings.
To sum it up, Alex and I are a little pathetic right now. He still can't talk very well, and I can't really walk much at all (or do anything else besides talk)--so I guess you could say that together, we make a fairly whole person! Sweet little Mya is so precious. I know she's a little bored with Mommy and Daddy being slugs, but she's so helpful and good at playing either on her own, or doing things that we can do with her (reading books, watching movies, etc). What a doll she is! I'll keep everyone posted with what we find out about our baby boy!
How scary! I hope everything is okay for you. And what a HUGE bummer for Alex. SAD.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry that your excitement isn't the good kind this week! I'm sure you and Mr Baby (as in Cletus the Fetus - not referring to Alex as Mr. Baby) will be fine. Modern medicine is amazing and so is faith! I'm totally coming over to you one of these days. Just say when and Spud and I will be there with dinner in hand!
ReplyDeleteDarn! Talk about a rough week! Poor Alex, that doesn't sound fun at all! And hopefully that little boy hangs on for at least a couple more weeks! Till then, hope all goes well for you guys! We'll be praying for ya! Keep us posted!
ReplyDeletesorry to hear about the bed rest! that must be hard! I wish I was closer to be able to help out or something!! hang in there!
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