Hope! Perchance.

Hi all,

Here I am, writing from Command Central (my hospital bed). I've got my whole setup going...water (check), laptop (check), phones (check), pen (check), notebooks (check), book (check), magazines (check). dining menu (check).

About to hop on a conference call in 10 minutes. Trying to make the most of my fun time here, and get some work in, feel good about transitioning, etc. Plus, daytime TV isn't my most favorite thing.

I guess I got into quite the routine here, so when my routine changed abruptly on Monday night, I was a little unnerved. My 6:30 lab person didn't show. Then my night nurse didn't come in at the usual time. It wasn't until almost 9:3o before I saw anyone. Luckily, it was Nina (a nurse I had had before), and she explained that my routine changed.

So now I only have one blood draw a day--at 6:30 am. Yay for that. And I started my IV drip on Monday night of iron. Being at a hospital is quite the education. I'm learning something new everyday.

For example, I now know what a perinatologist does. They are high-risk pregnancy specialists. I know what it means to have a low crit level, and complications that can cause. I know all the symptoms of preeclampsia and HELLP. I also know what Idiopathic thrombocytopenic purpura (ITP). They actually think I could have ITP in pregnancy....

The news as of this morning is that I might get to go home! That's super exciting, but I've also come to expect that I should just go with the flow, and that things change quickly. The perinatology team seem to think I'm healthy, and they don't believe I have preeclampsia. They think I simply have low blood platelets and iron deficiencies, which are a result of the twin pregnancy.

If that's the case, I might be able to leave. Of course, final verdict will come from my doctor, and she'll likely factor in contractions, low amniotic fluids, etc. But the thought makes me happy. All I'd have to do is come in for monitoring twice a week, and finish out my round of IVs (which will end tomorrow night). YAY!

Again, I should know more this afternoon. So funny how yesterday morning she was talking like she was going to deliver me, and then later in the afternoon the verdict changed so much. I'm thankful to be somewhere like this, where they have a high-risk specialty unit, and people who care and are on the look-out for signs that can lead to serious complications. While it may feel slightly useless for me to be here, I know it's all for the best (for the girls, and for myself).

Talk to you all soon!