At 3 I was admitted into St. Vincent's and stayed until about 8:30PM. They ran urine tests, blood samples, and I was given an IV bag of fluids and anti-nausea medicine. As I was hooked up to the monitors, the nurse as showing me the peaks and crests on the screen where I was having contractions due to dehydration. She also said something about ketones being in my urine, which is another sign of dehydration and that it was a good thing I came in.
Everything ended up being okay after the fluids started flowing. I began feeling better and was able to keep fluids down.
Lesson learned: never be afraid to call the doctor if something is wrong. Even if I think there is nothing they can do about it, or if it something minor. If I wouldn't have gone in, my contractions could have progressed into preterm labor and I don't want baby Cruz to come this early!
Other notes about this week: my back is killing me. I am really struggling with this. Bending over to wash my face at the end of the night is a killer. A heating pad has helped a lot. The end of the night is the worst, but it is also starting to hurt during the day. UGH! I may make a visit to the chiropractor.
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