So today is day 7 of hospitalized bed rest. Everything seems to be pretty stable other than my iron being a little low. Now, I'm taking an iron supplements. I've been able to stay focused and stay positive, but I'll admit I have my moments. Every time I start going down the self pity route, I read something or something happens that reminds me how thankful I really need to be. Vasa Previa still goes undiagnosed. If it's undiagnosed there is a 50-95% chance of fetal death. Being at the hospital insures that if god forbid something goes wrong, they be able to save the baby. And if nothing goes wrong in 6 weeks we'll deliver via c-section a healthy little boy. This whole experience will be just a memory. I think the toughest part of this is that I can't go outside, or open a window. I'm trying to convince my doctor to allow me to go on a wheelchair ride outside, but so far I have been unsuccessful. She's tough, and I don't think she's going to give in.
I'll admit their have been some pluses to being here. One is how many friends and family have shown their support. Life sometimes gets busy and we lose track of each other. It's amazing when you are in a place where you really need support people find time. Even people you wouldn't expect. It's funny it kind of reminds me of my wedding. Odd comparison I know. But it was also a time where close friends just seemed to rally around. Another positive is how much time my husband and I have been spending together. It's been really nice. I don't think we've sat around and just laughed and talked this much since we first started dating. Life gets busy and you get into a routine. He has been amazing during this who process, I am so thankful for him. I could not ask for more. I feel blessed.
"Difficult times have helped me to understand better than before, how infinitely rich and beautiful life is in every way, and that so many things that one goes worrying about are of no importance whatsoever"...-- Isak Dinesen
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