The time is near...
I'm a week late...
Won't be long now. I have an appointment scheduled to go to the hospital on Monday (the 22nd) to start the induction process.
At my last doctor's appt my cervix was still completely closed, and apparently it's thick too. I was still getting contractions, ones that I could feel, but they're not painful.
My primary doctor (Sunshine) is still on vacation so his partner Dr. Robbins is going to be the one inducing and delivering my baby. Even though I really wanted Dr. Sunshine to deliver (mainly just so in the future I can tell Jasmine that the doctore that brought her into the world was really named Sunshine), I'm actually glad that it's going to be Dr. Robbins doing the induction. He explains things more (sometimes over explains) and does his damnedest to make you feel as comfortable as possible. I like Sunshine, but he's just too much of a virgo. I assume Robbins is a cancer. Speaking of which, it was pretty funny on my appt before last with Sunshine, he had said that he was going to explain the induction to me, but when push came to shove he kinda brushed it off and said that it would be best to wait until it was absolutely necessary to explain the long drawn out process for the next appt, since I could still go at any time, blah, blah...I muttered about him being a virgo and that he was just passing it off to Robbins. Sunshine looked at me funny and asked me why I said that he was a virgo. I told him that it was obvious and that I'd assume his birthday was a very late August birthday. He was a bit shocked, but confirmed that I was right and wanted to know how I did it. I just smiled and said that I have a gift (I was just being a smartass). The resident that was there with him laughed his ass off.
Anyway, so, yeah, my last appt was with Robbins and he expained the process to me. Since my cervix is thick and still completely closed, on Monday when I go in, he's going to put something in my vagina to weaken my cervix and try to get it to dialate. Then Tuesday moring he's going to administer a hormone to bring on the contractions. He's going to give me less than he knows that I'll need, mainly to see if my body will continue with the process of labor on it's own. If my body is unresponsive, he's gradually up the dosage until I'm in active labor and hopefully my baby will get the hint and come out...if things dont' work out the way they're supposed to, than a c-section is last resort.
So, anyway, by the end of the week, Jasmine will be out of my body. I'm hoping she'll be out by Wednesday or Thursday so that I'll be able to go home Saturday or Sunday.
I'm almost done in packing. I have to finish it all tomorrow, cuz Sunday, by the time I wake up, my parents wil be here to get the rest of my stuff, including my bed. (So, Sunday night I'll have to sleep on my couch, but at least it pulls out.) Monday, before I head to the hospital for 5:PM, my sister and her boyfriend will be by to pick up my cat.
Sunday night I'm hoping to be going to Josh's to watch "Unforgiven."
I so want to watch all the matches. I wanna see Kane kick Shane's ass and Goldberg is so totally gonna win.
I'm kinda tired. I have to get up somewhat early tomorrow to spend the whole day packing. Yay. The sooner I get it done the better. And the more time I'll have to rest and have for myself.
I wanna have sex. I miss having sex. If I had someone to have sex with right now, I would.
My ex-fiance is coming back on leave for the month of October. He really wants to see me. Josh, Brandy, and Brandy (yes another) all say that he still loves me. That we should get back together. *sigh* We'll see. I'm not opposed to it, but I don't wanna rush things. I don't know. One day at a time...
Won't be long now. I have an appointment scheduled to go to the hospital on Monday (the 22nd) to start the induction process.
At my last doctor's appt my cervix was still completely closed, and apparently it's thick too. I was still getting contractions, ones that I could feel, but they're not painful.
My primary doctor (Sunshine) is still on vacation so his partner Dr. Robbins is going to be the one inducing and delivering my baby. Even though I really wanted Dr. Sunshine to deliver (mainly just so in the future I can tell Jasmine that the doctore that brought her into the world was really named Sunshine), I'm actually glad that it's going to be Dr. Robbins doing the induction. He explains things more (sometimes over explains) and does his damnedest to make you feel as comfortable as possible. I like Sunshine, but he's just too much of a virgo. I assume Robbins is a cancer. Speaking of which, it was pretty funny on my appt before last with Sunshine, he had said that he was going to explain the induction to me, but when push came to shove he kinda brushed it off and said that it would be best to wait until it was absolutely necessary to explain the long drawn out process for the next appt, since I could still go at any time, blah, blah...I muttered about him being a virgo and that he was just passing it off to Robbins. Sunshine looked at me funny and asked me why I said that he was a virgo. I told him that it was obvious and that I'd assume his birthday was a very late August birthday. He was a bit shocked, but confirmed that I was right and wanted to know how I did it. I just smiled and said that I have a gift (I was just being a smartass). The resident that was there with him laughed his ass off.
Anyway, so, yeah, my last appt was with Robbins and he expained the process to me. Since my cervix is thick and still completely closed, on Monday when I go in, he's going to put something in my vagina to weaken my cervix and try to get it to dialate. Then Tuesday moring he's going to administer a hormone to bring on the contractions. He's going to give me less than he knows that I'll need, mainly to see if my body will continue with the process of labor on it's own. If my body is unresponsive, he's gradually up the dosage until I'm in active labor and hopefully my baby will get the hint and come out...if things dont' work out the way they're supposed to, than a c-section is last resort.
So, anyway, by the end of the week, Jasmine will be out of my body. I'm hoping she'll be out by Wednesday or Thursday so that I'll be able to go home Saturday or Sunday.
I'm almost done in packing. I have to finish it all tomorrow, cuz Sunday, by the time I wake up, my parents wil be here to get the rest of my stuff, including my bed. (So, Sunday night I'll have to sleep on my couch, but at least it pulls out.) Monday, before I head to the hospital for 5:PM, my sister and her boyfriend will be by to pick up my cat.
Sunday night I'm hoping to be going to Josh's to watch "Unforgiven."
I so want to watch all the matches. I wanna see Kane kick Shane's ass and Goldberg is so totally gonna win.
I'm kinda tired. I have to get up somewhat early tomorrow to spend the whole day packing. Yay. The sooner I get it done the better. And the more time I'll have to rest and have for myself.
I wanna have sex. I miss having sex. If I had someone to have sex with right now, I would.
My ex-fiance is coming back on leave for the month of October. He really wants to see me. Josh, Brandy, and Brandy (yes another) all say that he still loves me. That we should get back together. *sigh* We'll see. I'm not opposed to it, but I don't wanna rush things. I don't know. One day at a time...