I have been at the doctor's office since 2pm today. I have not eaten anything except the crackers a few nurses could scrounge up for Ricky and I. I also had to get a steroid shot in my hip, and will have to go back tomorrow for it's sibling. That shot hurt like a mother-******. While I was in triage and hooked up to the monitors, we came to realize that I was having contractions...every three minutes. So, I had to get another shot to stop the contractions. Luckily they did, or else I would still be sitting at the hospital hooked up to an IV.
So, tomorrow between 5:30pm and 6:00pm, I will be at the hospital recieving the second dose of the most painful shot I have ever had to recieve. My hip still hurts and where the needle went in looks like an ant bite that was scratched off. Never in my life have I had to be poked, prodded, stuck, and drained this much. I hope these babies don't want a sibling, because it's not gonna happen. If I have a c-section, they can just tear everything out of there and be done with it. I don't need my internal parts anymore. They've caused me nothing but trouble.
On a better note, we got to see a really cute ultrasound of the twins yesterday at the specialists office. Emma was on the screen and she hiccuped. It was the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life. And the printed out a picture of both girls profiles with them looking at each other. Unfortunately, our scanner is on the fritz and we are unable to scan anything in for everyone to see. I'll scan them in as soon as I can though. It's the most adorable ultrasound photo in the world...thus far.
*UPDATE* Not two minutes after I posted this blog, we had a grease fire in the kitchen. Ricky was cooking chicken nuggets, and some of the grease sloshed out and started a fire on the stove. He tried to smother it, but that didn't work, so we had to pull out the fire extinguisher. Everyone is ok, the stove isn't damaged, the apartment isn't damaged. That was just a little bit scary though. But like I said, everyone is fine, no one was hurt.