T-Berg (you won't believe it)

Trindillenberg - the art of hanging a pregnant woman upside down in order to keep babies inside before their due date. Yes, I'm serious. Not sure why I suddenly have a sense of humor about this - call it hormones, or maybe just a jumbled brain from being slanted toward the floor for the last 48 hours. But as I'm sitting here typing with my feet raised about 2 feet above my head, must be making me crazy enough to find it somewhat funny. If you guys could see me now, you wouldn't believe it. But ANYTHING for these babies!

I was admitted to labor and delivery on Wednesday morning after my check up at the OB. Thank God Mom was with me since earlier in the week I had been put on house rest. Dr. H checked my cervix and it had shorted a great deal in just 2 days - it was moving fast and furious. He called over to the hospital, got me a wheelchair and they had me in a bed, on my head, within 30 minutes. Mild contractions - nothing that I could really feel. But the cervix was going south, FAST.

They put in a cerclage yesterday (a stitch to close the cervix and hold it closed; not a patient friendly procedure, by the way) and I'm waiting it out to see if the cervix is the problem or it's a pre-term labor issue. Up until about 3pm today (first 24 hours was the critical period for going into full blown labor) we were doing great. Then I got up to shower; did fine but having been off of fluids (they had to pull the IV for my shower), contractions started again; within about 10 minutes, the nurse told me I could no longer get out of bed to potty and she was putting in a catheter. They pumped me with some fluids and everything quieted right down. Here I sit - I mean here I hang. Calm has been restored for now. No idea when or if I'll go home - we're trying to get resigned to taking it one day at a time.

Up until now I didn't have any sort of sense of humor about this or I would have added a camera to the list of things for Chuck to bring back tomorrow. If I still feel like I can laugh about it tomorrow, maybe I will take a picture and post it.

But in all seriousness,we are in a critical situation. It's not fun. It's the scariest things I've ever been through. At the risk of losing my sense of humor for the night, I'm not going to give you the scary parts right now - suffice to say that the 3-11 nurse is a nightmare & 11pm can't come soon enough. Mom has stayed with me each night, God bless her. She's trying to get snuggled in now to the hard, 3 foot couch/slab of wood with cushions that sits next to my bed. What a trooper! I tried to make last night her last night here but after the fiasco this afternoon, she's hanging in for one more night. Aren't Mom's the best?

Thanks to all for your continued prayers - keep em coming! Love to all. Night, night. Hey, by the way, the boys are doing great. They let us peek at them every day, thank goodness.