Post by sproctopus on Dec 31, 2017 13:24:39 GMT -5
Hi ❤ thank you!
Doing ok today. We had good-ish news at yesterday's appt (cervix was averaging just over 2.6). It gave me a tiny boost in hope, anyways. I also was able to sleep about 8 hrs last night (I've been averaging about 4-5 in broken spurts), so that felt good. Next appt is Tuesday and just hoping for stability.
Doing ok today. We had good-ish news at yesterday's appt (cervix was averaging just over 2.6). It gave me a tiny boost in hope, anyways. I also was able to sleep about 8 hrs last night (I've been averaging about 4-5 in broken spurts), so that felt good. Next appt is Tuesday and just hoping for stability.
Thanks for thinking of us!
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I’ve been checking for updates, hope your doing well.
Back down to 0.9 at yesterday's appointment. Back on indocin for 48 hrs. Hopefully we can make it to the doctor tomorrow in the storm and check out baby's heart (meds can have negative impact). Doctor wants to place a second cerclage Saturday. He wasnt there during my appointment yesterday, so I didn't have the chance to speak with him. I called L&D and asked to be admitted and they said no. I freaked out on everyone and showed my whole ass by crying and yelling at everyone telling me to relax. I told my PA that until she's watched a very wanted baby of her own die right in front of her to stop telling me to relax. 🤤 So.
I want my body back. I want my mental health back or whatever I had back. I am having trouble connecting with the baby because I don't believe he will live. I am terrified to have a premie with significant life-long health problems. I'm afraid that a marriage can't survive this much sad and I love my husband so much. I can barely look at him without thinking about how he may never get the chance to play soccer with a child of his own. And I hate every fucking person telling me he will live and be ok. The medicine I am taking makes me feel like an actual trash can and laying upside down make it worse.
I'm sorry I don't have a good update and I'm sorry to constantly bump this depressing ass thread. I'm 23 weeks tomorrow and I hate interacting with people who act like nothing can be done because I'm so early. If mental health care in the country is garbage, then maternal mental health in this country is a steaming pile of dog shit. I am so, so tired.