Wednesday morning came and at 9 am, they took me off the
monitors. I had been lying down in a
hospital bed for a week now. Other than
getting up for showers every other day and getting up to use the restroom, I
have been in that bed on my back. It
doesn’t take long for your body to become deconditioned. Kevin being a PT, knew this all too well that
this could happen. We thought it would
be a good idea to get up and walk around the unit a bit. I put on pajama pants and a shirt and walked
as far as I was allowed to walk. It
didn’t take long for my legs to get tired so we went back to the room and I sat
up in a chair.
Bob was my nurse again that day. He asked us if we heard about the wedding and
if we were going to it. A wedding? We
are in L+D. What is this wedding you
speak of? Bob said that there was a girl
that got admitted to antepartum that day and that her and her fiancé were going
to get married in the solarium.
Apparently they were going to get married on December 21st
but now that their baby might come early, they were going to have their uncle
come in and marry them bedside. Her
nurses heard of this and told her that they were going to throw her and her
fiancé a wedding in the solarium. They
got flowers donated and a cake donated.
They had an employee come down to be the singer and the Chaplin was
going to marry them. The nurses were
going to give them the best wedding that could be done in a hospital. So Bob said that we could go if we wanted
to. It was going to be at 4:30.
Since they took me off the monitors at 9, they counted from
8 am – 9 am as my first hour. The boys
passed. And then around 2pm, I did
another hour and passed that one. The
boys were behaving great! So after that hour of monitoring, we hung out in our
room until it was time to go down for the wedding. I was wearing my hospital gown but then I
thought, ‘what if the bride has her hospital gown on? I can not be wearing the same outfit as the
bride!” So I put on a shirt and then my
purple pajama pants. I was really
dressed up for this event. At 4:30, Kevin,
my mom and myself walked down to the solarium.
We were the first people there. It was obvious that this wedding was not
running on time. I was standing for a
while but I couldn’t stand long so I sat down and we waited. A news station camera crew came to get this
on film and it was going to be put on the 11 o’clock news that night. I had purple pajama pants, a grey and red
striped shirt and no makeup on. I wasn’t
camera ready but I really didn’t care.
After a while, the wedding started.
The bride processed in with a tiara in her red hair, a black
shirt, and jeans fully equipped with an insulin pump hanging out of her pocket. As the vocalist sang her last note, the
Chaplin began the ceremony. They
exchanged rings and kissed for the first time as husband and wife under a paper
Mache wedding bell. Then they headed
over to the table to cut the cake. We
did not stick around for the ‘reception.’
9pm was another monitoring of the boys heart rates. We passed that one as well! My babies were being so good and I was so
proud of them. If we had one more day of
good monitoring then we could potentially go back to Columbus. Before I went to bed that night, I showered
and washed my hair and just made sure I felt good on the outside. We were potentially going home in 2 days or
so and my babies hearts were doing well so I was feeling decent on the inside
and wanted to match that on the outside.
I was confident that things were looking up and my babies were going to
stay in me for a lot longer than we expected.
That night I got to put my hospital bed all the way flat and
lay on my side. I was not hooked up to
anything all night long. I didn’t have
to get the nurse every time I had to go to the restroom. They only came in to take my vitals, which
they had to every hour or 2 but other than that, I slept very well.
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