I've been a regular lurker for the whole pregnancy, and hesitate to post unless i actually have something to contribute (which usually isn't much since this is pg #1 for me, and I'm just soaking it all in!) but this has been a crazy week so far, and I needed to just share with other women who are about to pop!
I live in the Chicago suburbs, and I've been working full-time this whole pregnancy, driving about 45-60 mins both ways to my job (only 15 miles, but it takes a long time!) My plan has been to work right up until baby decides to make his/her appearance, then I'm done for good to be a W/SAHM. No big deal, right? Lots of women work right up until the end of pregnancy, we need the money, I'm low-risk so far and actually a lot closer to the hospital where I'm working than when I'm at home. (We're planning a natural hospital birth with DH coaching, my mom as doula as she is an experienced natural/homebirther, and my wonderful OB who used to attend homebirth deliveries, but now only delivers in the hospital.)
Well, Mon AM we had our first snowstorm, and I thought nothing of it except that I needed to get up early and extra careful on my drive to work. The roads were pretty nasty, and I hadn't gotten more than a mile from home when some crazy driver trying to turn left out of a side street on my right side pulled out into the street and crashed right into the passenger side of my car! I saw it coming, but because it was slick, there was no way I was able to stop or get out of his way. It was a fairly gentle hit, all things considered - airbags didn't deploy, I had my seatbelt on properly below my gigantic belly, and I didn't hit the steering wheel or anything, but I was very shook up and scared and started crying right away, worrying that the baby was hurt or something, even though I felt fine. Long story short, once the police finally got to the scene over a half an hour later,
:, I was having *tiny* contractions, I was still crying from anxiety and not being able to reach DH who had apparently left his cell phone at home, and I must have looked like a mess. The officer took one look at me and my pregnant self and freaked out, sputtering about how they didn't tell them anything about me being pregnant or he would have been there sooner, blah blah...
. Anyway, I told him I was perfectly fine, just a little shook up, but he ignored me and called for an ambulance. (I probably wouldn't have believed me either.) My car only has minor damage, but the other guy's car was pretty smashed up.
So, I got a nice ride to the closest hospital - which just happens to be the hospital that I specifically chose NOT to deliver at because of their high intervention/c-section rates/not mommy-friendly-ness - and was promptly hooked up to all the monitors and wires to check on baby. My LO was doing just great and I was feeling perfectly fine and calm (in spite of the many anxious medical workers around me!), BUT I was having regular, though miniscule contractions, and they were worried that they might be a sign of placental abruption, so after sitting in the ER for about a half an hour, we (DH had arrived by that time, thank goodness) were taken up to L&D for observation. I got up to my own room in L&D and had a myriad of nurses coming in and out while they had me change, pee in a cup, then hop in bed for them to hook me back up to all the equipment. The EFM was on the whole time we were there, and while it was kind of fun to be able to hear LO's heartbeat and all the precious kicks and squirmy sounds that I've been feeling for months, it was very uncomfortable because every time I adjusted on the miserable bed, it stopped picking up properly and someone would come in and tsk-tsk at me. lol. Then they wanted to hook up an IV to try to "flush out the contractions" ...
I'm 38 weeks pregnant, and I've been having contractions regularly for 2 weeks, if I'm going to go into labor, then it's going to happen, fluids or not! The IV was pretty awful for me - they had to stick me 4 different times before they finally found a vein that worked, and then after they finally got it in I asked another nurse if she could clarify again why they had to put in an IV, and she said it was in case they had to do an emergency c/s!
: It was all just very uncomfortable and scary for me, considering that I've never been a patient in a hospital before and my whole pregnancy has been very simple and hands-off with "medical" things, thanks to my wonderful OB. Suddenly I was thrust into a very unfamiliar world!
Ugh, we finally got out of the hospital at 5:00pm after being there all day long. The contractions were just BH (I knew that!), a vaginal exam (Double ugh!) found me at just a fingertip dilated, not sure how effaced but apparently not much, -1 station, and no issues in any bloodwork (they made me get another Rhogam shot, even though I had just had one a couple of weeks before.
Now I'm really nervous about driving or working any more during this pg, but I also don't want to sit at home doing nothing... it's snowing again today, and I'm dreading driving home in the weather. Maybe I'll make DH come pick me up at work...lol he'd love that!
Anyway, thanks for letting me vent!