Tuesday, 18 May 2010
Alright then, here’s what happened in the past 3 weeks:
Monday, 5th May: Was admitted to Pantai Hospital’s maternity ward and put on a Bricanyl drip for a day to halt labour. The doctor said I have what is known as an “irritable uterus”. Baby was at 34 weeks at that point. Not only was it too early for him to arrive, but if he did, there was a very high chance that he’d contract hand, foot and mouth disease (HFMD) from me (the whole family was recovering from it at the time). There’s no treatment for the virus, meaning he would have been pretty much on his own to fight off the attack. So it was critical that he stayed put.
On Friday the 9th, I was finally allowed to go home with Bricanyl (Terbutaline) tablets, Adalat (Nifedipine) capsules, Ponstan, and advice to put my feet up and rest as much as possible. In those 4 days, I watched more TV than I ever did in the past 2 years and spent 3 days without my netbook.
Yesterday I had my follow-up appointment with my gynae, and it looks like everything’s all set for a normal delivery, thank god. It’s pretty safe for baby to be delivered anytime from now. He’s of a healthy weight (estimated to be almost 3kg now, bigger than both Brandon and Andrea were at birth) and size, and all his organs are functioning well.
My concern, however, is the possiblity of getting yet another steroid jab to mature the baby’s lungs (had 2 doses during the hospital stay, just in case we couldn’t stop labour from progressing) if I deliver within the coming week. It’s a personal thing—the idea of having my poor baby pumped up with steroids even before birth? Don’t like it. Plus Andrea had it before she was born too, and she’s a pretty darn good screamer now.
Not forgetting the fact that I hate being jabbed with needles.
So all things considered, things are going pretty smoothly. If I disappear from Twitter or Facebook for a day or two, chances are I’m in the labour ward. Watch out for updates from Han instead.