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I've been unrelentingly busy lately. Mostly with doctor appointments and trips to the vet.
Right now, I am doing twice weekly non-stress tests at the hospital. Most of the time, they're not much of a hassle. I go in, they hook me up to the monitors, and it takes about twenty minutes. But at my last one the nurse hooked me up and then pretty much abandoned me. I sat there for maybe fifty minutes until finally the machine ran out of paper and made an ungodly sound that drew the nurse back in. She also put an automated blood pressure cuff on me before she left, so every couple of minutes it would tighten on my arm. I think I got my blood pressure taken about thirty times. And my upper arm has the bruises to prove it.
So I am now losing my patience for these tests.
On Tuesday, I have a follow-up ultrasound to check baby's growth. If all goes well, I will be able to cut back on the testing to once a week. Or even potentially stop doing them at all. Although there has been some concern about my blood pressure recently, so I probably won't get out of them completely. I'm really beginning to get a complex about the blood pressure issue because every time a nurse takes it on a machine, she winces and tells me that it's "kind of high." And then every time my doctor takes it, she tells me it's fine. The hospital nurses keep calling her to report my elevated blood pressure and she keeps telling them my readings are okay and not to bother me with it. So...is it really high? Just high around the hospital staff? Who knows...
Baby has passed all of the tests no problem. He's moving around like crazy and my fluid levels have been great at every check. So, he seems to be doing well in there. I do FEEL like I'm getting bigger. And my stomach is still growing according to measurements, even though I'm not really gaining any weight right now. So we're hoping for good news tomorrow.
Sticks is on a new medication now after his last trip to the cardiologist. He had been acting like he felt fine. I was sure his checkup would go great. But the echo showed that he still had fluid around his lungs. So the vet added a second diuretic to the first one to help clear it out. There's apparently a higher chance that he won't tolerate this medication well, so I'm supposed to keep a close eye on him for soft symptoms like "lack of energy or vomiting."
Honestly...he's a CAT. Sleeping a vomiting are two of his biggest hobbies!
So far he seems like he's feeling okay. But I won't know for sure until we do blood work for him on Thursday.
My new car should be arriving sometime soon. The dealer can't tell us exactly when because last time we talked to them, it was on a boat somewhere in the Pacific on its way from Japan. And there's apparently no firm ETA for that kind of thing. One of those "it gets here when it gets here" situations. I'm really hoping that it arrives before the baby does, otherwise we'll have to take my name off the loan and off the title because I won't be able to go sign all of the paperwork.
Today the weather has broken and the heat I've been suffering under for the past couple of days has abated somewhat. Never been so happy to see fog in my whole life as I was when I got up this morning! I'm going to try to finish getting the bedroom set up for the babe and wash all of the newborn and 0-3 month size clothes and blankets so they're ready to go whenever he decides to arrive. Getting so close now! I can't wait to meet him. :)
Right now, I am doing twice weekly non-stress tests at the hospital. Most of the time, they're not much of a hassle. I go in, they hook me up to the monitors, and it takes about twenty minutes. But at my last one the nurse hooked me up and then pretty much abandoned me. I sat there for maybe fifty minutes until finally the machine ran out of paper and made an ungodly sound that drew the nurse back in. She also put an automated blood pressure cuff on me before she left, so every couple of minutes it would tighten on my arm. I think I got my blood pressure taken about thirty times. And my upper arm has the bruises to prove it.
So I am now losing my patience for these tests.
On Tuesday, I have a follow-up ultrasound to check baby's growth. If all goes well, I will be able to cut back on the testing to once a week. Or even potentially stop doing them at all. Although there has been some concern about my blood pressure recently, so I probably won't get out of them completely. I'm really beginning to get a complex about the blood pressure issue because every time a nurse takes it on a machine, she winces and tells me that it's "kind of high." And then every time my doctor takes it, she tells me it's fine. The hospital nurses keep calling her to report my elevated blood pressure and she keeps telling them my readings are okay and not to bother me with it. So...is it really high? Just high around the hospital staff? Who knows...
Baby has passed all of the tests no problem. He's moving around like crazy and my fluid levels have been great at every check. So, he seems to be doing well in there. I do FEEL like I'm getting bigger. And my stomach is still growing according to measurements, even though I'm not really gaining any weight right now. So we're hoping for good news tomorrow.
Sticks is on a new medication now after his last trip to the cardiologist. He had been acting like he felt fine. I was sure his checkup would go great. But the echo showed that he still had fluid around his lungs. So the vet added a second diuretic to the first one to help clear it out. There's apparently a higher chance that he won't tolerate this medication well, so I'm supposed to keep a close eye on him for soft symptoms like "lack of energy or vomiting."
Honestly...he's a CAT. Sleeping a vomiting are two of his biggest hobbies!
So far he seems like he's feeling okay. But I won't know for sure until we do blood work for him on Thursday.
My new car should be arriving sometime soon. The dealer can't tell us exactly when because last time we talked to them, it was on a boat somewhere in the Pacific on its way from Japan. And there's apparently no firm ETA for that kind of thing. One of those "it gets here when it gets here" situations. I'm really hoping that it arrives before the baby does, otherwise we'll have to take my name off the loan and off the title because I won't be able to go sign all of the paperwork.
Today the weather has broken and the heat I've been suffering under for the past couple of days has abated somewhat. Never been so happy to see fog in my whole life as I was when I got up this morning! I'm going to try to finish getting the bedroom set up for the babe and wash all of the newborn and 0-3 month size clothes and blankets so they're ready to go whenever he decides to arrive. Getting so close now! I can't wait to meet him. :)