4th of July continued....

Maternity triage trip #1... puke bucket, ice chips and uncomfortable chairs

4th of July didn't exactly go as planned.  Around 4-5pm on Saturday afternoon I started feeling nauseous and queasy.  Thought I was hungry so tried eating a couple chips.  Didn't help, so I went in the camper and laid down for awhile.

About 6-7pm I started throwing up.  Called the nurse hotline. She said to try taking small sips of water every 20 minutes.  If I wasn't keeping that down I would need to be seen.  Small sips of water weren't staying down.  About 9:30 Kris finally convinced me we either needed to head for home or to the hospital (about an hour out from DSM).  We put PK to bed in the camper, had my brother watch him and took off.  Didn't even make it up the hill out of the campground before we had to empty my bucket.  I didn't think we were going to make it.  It was an awful drive.  The throwing up kept getting worse so we went straight to the hospital.  Along the way we saw various fireworks shows.

Got checked into maternity triage around 11pm.  Around midnight they gave me some Zofran to stop the nausea.  At the same time I also received an IV of fluid.  Took about an hour for that to fully enter my system.  I was hooked up to two monitors, one for the baby's heart-rate and one for contractions.  At that point they said I was having contractions about two minutes apart but I couldn't really feel them due to my stomach hurting so much.  They said that the IV would help with the contractions and calm my uterus down.  It didn't.  So they ran another test that would show whether my body was preparing to give birth in the next two weeks or not.  We were told we would have to wait up to two hours for the results.  At the same time they also ran some blood work.  Everything came back normal and negative on having a baby in the next two weeks!

However, the contractions were still two minutes apart.  They gave me a shot that was supposed to stop them.  Waited another hour.  It didn't work.  At 3:30am they told us we could go home and rest or continue to lay there on the uncomfortable triage bed for another couple hours and be poked every 15 minutes.  I chose to come home.  Told us to come back if the contractions got worse to the point where you couldn't carry on a conversation.

We got home about 4am, climbed into bed and tried sleeping.  I was too anxious/exhausted to sleep.  Finally fell asleep for good around 8am.  We woke up around noon and I started tracking contractions again.  Two minutes apart.  And felt stronger than when we left the hospital.  Great.

Called the doctor again.  Their remedy was to over hydrate yourself and lay on your left side for an hour.  After trying that the contractions were down to about every 10-15 minutes.  This seemed to satisfy my husband and mom enough to not make me go in again.

Spent Monday relaxing/healing.  The muscles from throwing up on top of normal pregnancy pains hurt pretty bad.  But thankfully no further contractions on Monday and no baby!!