Apparently I was misinformed.
Olivia is sick. She's been projectile vomiting her entire bottle contents all day. We've tried to give her Pedialyte, but she seems to throw that up as well. She's also got a bit of a temperature. Tomorrow at 8am, we have a doctors appointment for her.
Emma won't sleep. She had no problem napping today while my mom was here, but as soon as Grammie left (that's what we call my mom) she decided she was going to protest by refusing to sleep. We fed her at 9pm, it's now a little after 11pm and she is still awake. Anytime I try to get her to go to sleep, she cries. Luckily, Olivia isn't having a problem going to sleep.
They've been like this all weekend, except last night when Emma was also puking up her entire bottle. She threw up so bad in her crib, it hit the wall...twice! We went through four separate crib sheets yesterday!
I swear, I don't think I'll ever sleep again.
You know I love you all, but anyone who complains about having one child can kiss my ass. If we had had triplets, I think I might be dead.
Oh, and I'm also having trouble with my kidneys. I have been in so much pain the past two days. It's not quite to the point it was last time when I had to go to the hospital, but I can tell its only a matter of days before it gets to that point. I've tried to take motrin to see if that helps like it did last time, but so far nothing. I hope it gets better, I can't afford to be taken out of commission right now with a one child who's sick and one child who's an insomniac.
Britney Marie
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
It’s Tearin’ Up My Heart
I've got a busy next couple of days ahead of me.
Tomorrow (well, I guess technically that would be today, but whatever...) I have a 9am WIC meeting, the first meeting that I have to take the girls to. It's also my very first outing with just me and the girls. We'll see how well that goes. Then at 3pm, we have a meeting with Tallahassee Pediatrics to get our medicaid paperwork in order for the girls. Gotta love free medical. I was not looking forward to having to pay the NICU bill for Olivia, 13 days stay would be an assload of money!
Friday Deidre is coming over for the weekend. It's the first time she's going to get to see the girls. So, far all we've got planned to do while she's here is stay in our pajamas and watch crappy "horror" movies 'til its time to go to bed. Olivia has a doctors appointment at 1:30pm also. Nothing's wrong, it's just her weekly checkup. She won't have to do that anymore once she reaches 6lbs, which I'm pretty sure she's done. Last Friday Emma weighed in at 6lbs 6oz and Olivia weighed in at 5lbs 12oz. They've been gaining at least an ounce a day, so I'm pretty confidant that she's made her goal.
Saturday we're going to have some of Ricky's friend over for video games again like we did last Saturday. I am so ready to pwn them in Mario Kart again, and maybe one or two people in Mortal Kombat. I'm getting pretty good with one particular character.
I actually don't think we have anything going on Sunday, so it will be nice to have a full day of laziness this weekend with nowhere we have to go.
Britney Marie
Tomorrow (well, I guess technically that would be today, but whatever...) I have a 9am WIC meeting, the first meeting that I have to take the girls to. It's also my very first outing with just me and the girls. We'll see how well that goes. Then at 3pm, we have a meeting with Tallahassee Pediatrics to get our medicaid paperwork in order for the girls. Gotta love free medical. I was not looking forward to having to pay the NICU bill for Olivia, 13 days stay would be an assload of money!
Friday Deidre is coming over for the weekend. It's the first time she's going to get to see the girls. So, far all we've got planned to do while she's here is stay in our pajamas and watch crappy "horror" movies 'til its time to go to bed. Olivia has a doctors appointment at 1:30pm also. Nothing's wrong, it's just her weekly checkup. She won't have to do that anymore once she reaches 6lbs, which I'm pretty sure she's done. Last Friday Emma weighed in at 6lbs 6oz and Olivia weighed in at 5lbs 12oz. They've been gaining at least an ounce a day, so I'm pretty confidant that she's made her goal.
Saturday we're going to have some of Ricky's friend over for video games again like we did last Saturday. I am so ready to pwn them in Mario Kart again, and maybe one or two people in Mortal Kombat. I'm getting pretty good with one particular character.
I actually don't think we have anything going on Sunday, so it will be nice to have a full day of laziness this weekend with nowhere we have to go.
Britney Marie
Apparently The Crazies Come Out Earlier Now
Picture it: Tallahassee, yesterday.
I'm up all night with the girls. I lay down to go to sleep a little before 7am. At 7am I get a phone call from a "unknown caller." Since that is what it says when Ricky calls from work, I answer. On the other end is a girl who said her name was "Amber". And she is looking for Britney Marie. I tell her that's me. Then she asks me if I own a gold car. Naturally, I tell her that I do not. Then she proceeds to question me. Turns out, a gold car was parked in front of her boyfriends house over the weekend, and somehow paperwork (she never said what kind of paperwork) with my name was inside. Now, I am the only Britney Marie in the state of Florida...so why the hell is my name in this car. Then she keeps asking me questions. Finally, we manage to get on the subject of other [in-laws name]. I tell her the only other one I know of is my sister in law. She then proceeds to tell me my mother in laws name and ask if that's Gert's mom. And it is. After a few minutes of this I tell her I'm not the one she's looking for and I'm sorry I can't be of more help. She says thanks and hangs up on me.
Now what I want to know is 1) how did she get my unlisted number, b) how does she know my mother in law, and 3) why is my name on some paperwork in a car I've never been in!
After that ordeal I was quite awake again. So I stayed up and watched a movie. Then after I fed the girls Emma spit up so violently it came shooting out her nose, twice. So I had to run around the house to find the booger sucker so I could suck out all the formula from her nose, so my daughter could breathe, twice. (Yes, I lost the booger sucker after using it the first time.) Then Olivia decided to do that as well, twice. And, not only did it come shooting out Olivia's nose, she also decided to projectile vomit across the nursery. There are still spots on the floor. Ugh.
On a better note, one of Ricky's co-workers came over for about four hours and we all played video games. I kicked his ass at Mario Kart and Mortal Kombat. Yeah, that's right! LoL!
I'd love to stay and chat some more, but I've got a hungry baby that has decided not to let me type anymore. I can't wait for the days when they're sleeping through the night. Please, oh please, oh please, come quickly!
Britney Marie
I'm up all night with the girls. I lay down to go to sleep a little before 7am. At 7am I get a phone call from a "unknown caller." Since that is what it says when Ricky calls from work, I answer. On the other end is a girl who said her name was "Amber". And she is looking for Britney Marie. I tell her that's me. Then she asks me if I own a gold car. Naturally, I tell her that I do not. Then she proceeds to question me. Turns out, a gold car was parked in front of her boyfriends house over the weekend, and somehow paperwork (she never said what kind of paperwork) with my name was inside. Now, I am the only Britney Marie in the state of Florida...so why the hell is my name in this car. Then she keeps asking me questions. Finally, we manage to get on the subject of other [in-laws name]. I tell her the only other one I know of is my sister in law. She then proceeds to tell me my mother in laws name and ask if that's Gert's mom. And it is. After a few minutes of this I tell her I'm not the one she's looking for and I'm sorry I can't be of more help. She says thanks and hangs up on me.
Now what I want to know is 1) how did she get my unlisted number, b) how does she know my mother in law, and 3) why is my name on some paperwork in a car I've never been in!
After that ordeal I was quite awake again. So I stayed up and watched a movie. Then after I fed the girls Emma spit up so violently it came shooting out her nose, twice. So I had to run around the house to find the booger sucker so I could suck out all the formula from her nose, so my daughter could breathe, twice. (Yes, I lost the booger sucker after using it the first time.) Then Olivia decided to do that as well, twice. And, not only did it come shooting out Olivia's nose, she also decided to projectile vomit across the nursery. There are still spots on the floor. Ugh.
On a better note, one of Ricky's co-workers came over for about four hours and we all played video games. I kicked his ass at Mario Kart and Mortal Kombat. Yeah, that's right! LoL!
I'd love to stay and chat some more, but I've got a hungry baby that has decided not to let me type anymore. I can't wait for the days when they're sleeping through the night. Please, oh please, oh please, come quickly!
Britney Marie
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
We're Home And We Have Babies!
Emma Leigh and Olivia Jayne were born on July 4th. Emma was at 6:13pm and weighed 4lbs 14oz and Olivia was at 6:14pm and was 3lbs 12oz. Each was by c-section. There were complications, but not with the girls. They seemed to be doing better than I was the whole time!
After the girls were born, I had my tubes tied which went just fine. Unfortunately, my uterus would not contract so they gave me medication to do that. None of the medications worked for some reason. My OB said out of 4000 babies he has delivered, he has never had someone have this problem and the drugs not work. So, they ended up calling Shans hospital and prepping an ICU room for me because of the amount of blood I was losing. They told Shans about the situation and that they were going to tie a suture around my uterus to contract it, and Shans said that that would be what they would do as well, so sending me there wouldn't have done any good.
Fortunately, they got the bleeding under control, but I had to have three units of blood pumped back into me. I had no idea any of this was happening. I remember my husband being in there, then following the girls to the NICU and then I passed out and woke up in the recovery room with an IV in each arm. (There was only one IV in my arm when I went into the OR.) After I was coherent enough, they told me what happened. My doctor ended up spending the night at the hospital just in case there was an emergency and he needed to get to me fast. I love my doctor! I couldn't have asked for a better one!
After that, my blood pressure and heart rate skyrocketed. They had to put me on an IV of Mag for a day. My legs and feet were so swollen the whole time also. I swear they had to have been at least five times their normal size!
After that, they found that I am anemic. So, instead of being able to go home when they said I could, I had to stick around for another two days to get another IV put in (they had taken the other two out) and had to get iron pumped into me. I had that in addition to an iron pill to take.
A day later they finally said I could go home.
We have Emma here with us, but Liv is still at the NICU. She has a feeding tube because she just gets too tired to eat out of a bottle. She is eating enough though when she does get the bottle. So that's good. We went to visit her today and she was out of the incubator, in "big girl" clothes and was maintaining her temperature well. She had lost a few ounces, but is slowly gaining them back. She had gotten down to 3lbs 9oz, but is now 3lbs 11oz. They said she can go home at 4lbs. 5 ounces left!! I can't wait to get her home. I didn't do so well when I was discharged. It was the first day I had seen her with the feeding tube (she had it removed by the time I was able to see her the first time, and then she got tired a few days later.) and then I had to leave her there while taking her sister home. I just have to keep telling myself that there's nothing WRONG with her, she just needs to put on some fat.
Em is doing well here at home. She's eating well and is sleeping a lot. We have our first pediatrician appointment tomorrow.
After the girls were born, I had my tubes tied which went just fine. Unfortunately, my uterus would not contract so they gave me medication to do that. None of the medications worked for some reason. My OB said out of 4000 babies he has delivered, he has never had someone have this problem and the drugs not work. So, they ended up calling Shans hospital and prepping an ICU room for me because of the amount of blood I was losing. They told Shans about the situation and that they were going to tie a suture around my uterus to contract it, and Shans said that that would be what they would do as well, so sending me there wouldn't have done any good.
Fortunately, they got the bleeding under control, but I had to have three units of blood pumped back into me. I had no idea any of this was happening. I remember my husband being in there, then following the girls to the NICU and then I passed out and woke up in the recovery room with an IV in each arm. (There was only one IV in my arm when I went into the OR.) After I was coherent enough, they told me what happened. My doctor ended up spending the night at the hospital just in case there was an emergency and he needed to get to me fast. I love my doctor! I couldn't have asked for a better one!
After that, my blood pressure and heart rate skyrocketed. They had to put me on an IV of Mag for a day. My legs and feet were so swollen the whole time also. I swear they had to have been at least five times their normal size!
After that, they found that I am anemic. So, instead of being able to go home when they said I could, I had to stick around for another two days to get another IV put in (they had taken the other two out) and had to get iron pumped into me. I had that in addition to an iron pill to take.
A day later they finally said I could go home.
We have Emma here with us, but Liv is still at the NICU. She has a feeding tube because she just gets too tired to eat out of a bottle. She is eating enough though when she does get the bottle. So that's good. We went to visit her today and she was out of the incubator, in "big girl" clothes and was maintaining her temperature well. She had lost a few ounces, but is slowly gaining them back. She had gotten down to 3lbs 9oz, but is now 3lbs 11oz. They said she can go home at 4lbs. 5 ounces left!! I can't wait to get her home. I didn't do so well when I was discharged. It was the first day I had seen her with the feeding tube (she had it removed by the time I was able to see her the first time, and then she got tired a few days later.) and then I had to leave her there while taking her sister home. I just have to keep telling myself that there's nothing WRONG with her, she just needs to put on some fat.
Em is doing well here at home. She's eating well and is sleeping a lot. We have our first pediatrician appointment tomorrow.
Sunday, July 8, 2007
Now What?
Here it is, a week since I was first admitted to the hospital, and I am still here. I found out yesterday that I am anemic. So they had to stick me with another IV and give me two days worth of iron. I am also currently taking an iron pill, a blood pressure pill, 800mg of motrin, percocet, and a few others that I can't remember what exactly it is that they do.
Olivia has jaundice. Well, she had it, and could still have it, we're not sure yet. They're supposed to do the test for it later on today and we'll find out whether or not she has to go back under the lamp to try to fix it. I can't remember if I mentioned it or not in the last post, but Olivia has been in the NICU for the past week. She has gone down from 3lbs 12oz to 3lbs 9oz. They had originally had been giving her oxygen (in the nose tubes, not the ventillator) but she got to come off of those the other day. She was also being fed through an IV when she didn't eat as much as they wanted her to (one oz) but she got to have the IV removed yesterday. Now they're saying they might have to put it back in.
Emma is here with us, she was in the NICU for a couple of days, but with her weight and ability to eat and maintain body temperature, she was released. I don't know if that was such a good idea. She was doing so well. Now it seems like every time someone comes to help us (my mom or Ricky's mom for example) we have trouble with her once they leave. Like today. My mom was here for the past two days. We haven't had hardly any trouble with Emma eating or spitting up. She even started eating more than she had previously...now that Mom is gone, she seems to spit up so much. And it's not at every feeding...it's after one and we put her down to sleep, we look over and she's just spit up all over the place for no reason. She has gone from 4lbs 14oz to 4lbs 7oz. One more oz and that will be her 10% lost and I don't know if they'll want to put her back in the NICU or not.
I am so worried about both our girls. Things are not going well here. I know that Ricky is really worried about all three of us. It seems like everyday we get some piece of bad medical news and one of us has to have some sort of treatment. I honestly don't know when we're going to get to go home. And even if we do get to go home sometime soon, I don't know if one or both our girls are coming with us. I don't like that one bit.
And to make matters worse, I've already started to get the "baby blues". Just waiting the proper two weeks before I can actually call it post-partum depression like I know it's going to be. Ugh.
I can only imagine what tomorrow has in store.
Britney Marie
Olivia has jaundice. Well, she had it, and could still have it, we're not sure yet. They're supposed to do the test for it later on today and we'll find out whether or not she has to go back under the lamp to try to fix it. I can't remember if I mentioned it or not in the last post, but Olivia has been in the NICU for the past week. She has gone down from 3lbs 12oz to 3lbs 9oz. They had originally had been giving her oxygen (in the nose tubes, not the ventillator) but she got to come off of those the other day. She was also being fed through an IV when she didn't eat as much as they wanted her to (one oz) but she got to have the IV removed yesterday. Now they're saying they might have to put it back in.
Emma is here with us, she was in the NICU for a couple of days, but with her weight and ability to eat and maintain body temperature, she was released. I don't know if that was such a good idea. She was doing so well. Now it seems like every time someone comes to help us (my mom or Ricky's mom for example) we have trouble with her once they leave. Like today. My mom was here for the past two days. We haven't had hardly any trouble with Emma eating or spitting up. She even started eating more than she had previously...now that Mom is gone, she seems to spit up so much. And it's not at every feeding...it's after one and we put her down to sleep, we look over and she's just spit up all over the place for no reason. She has gone from 4lbs 14oz to 4lbs 7oz. One more oz and that will be her 10% lost and I don't know if they'll want to put her back in the NICU or not.
I am so worried about both our girls. Things are not going well here. I know that Ricky is really worried about all three of us. It seems like everyday we get some piece of bad medical news and one of us has to have some sort of treatment. I honestly don't know when we're going to get to go home. And even if we do get to go home sometime soon, I don't know if one or both our girls are coming with us. I don't like that one bit.
And to make matters worse, I've already started to get the "baby blues". Just waiting the proper two weeks before I can actually call it post-partum depression like I know it's going to be. Ugh.
I can only imagine what tomorrow has in store.
Britney Marie
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Fourth of July
Emma Leigh Gravatt was born at 6:13pm on July 4th. She weighed 4lbs 14oz. Olivia Jayne Gravatt was born at 6:14pm on July 4th. She weighed 3lbs 12oz.
There has been quite a lot of things going on. In fact, I literally almost died. And I don't mean that in the "OMG I almost DIED!" kind of way, I mean it in the funeral plans kind of way. Let me 'splain...no there is too much, let me sum up...
I had to have a c-section. While in there they also tied my tubes. After they were finished with all that and they started to close me up, my uterus wouldn't stop bleeding. They tried every medication they could to stop it, and nothing worked. They eventually put me to sleep through the IV medication, then called Shans hospital to find out what they should do. They also prepped an ICU room for me because they didn't know what the outcome would be. Shans hosptial told them they were doing everything that they would do and they might have to perform a hysterectomy on me. Luckily they found a way to stop it. They vacuumed out the blood and tied a stitch around my uterus to contract it like it was supposed to be doing on its own.
My doctor said that of the 4000 babies he has delivered, he has never encountered this problem before. He literally saved my life.
After that problem, the problem of me losing too much blood came up. So, I had to get a transfusion of three units of blood. By this point I now had an IV in my right arm and another one in my left hand.
Over the course of the next few days I have had my blood drawn too many times to count. The nurses have literally run out of veins to tap. I have bruises all up and down both arms.
I was finally told yesterday that I would be able to be moved from the second floor (labor and delivery) to the third floor (discharge). Before they could move me they decided to check my vitals one more time. This time my blood pressure had skyrocketed and so had my heart rate. I was no longer allowed to leave. I had to get another IV of medications and stay.
I was finally moved to the third floor this afternoon. There is a lot more to report in this event, but I don't have the time to write about it all now. You've been given the basics.
I am alive...but I almost wasn't. We have two beautiful baby girls who I'll post pictures about as soon as I can.
Britney Marie
There has been quite a lot of things going on. In fact, I literally almost died. And I don't mean that in the "OMG I almost DIED!" kind of way, I mean it in the funeral plans kind of way. Let me 'splain...no there is too much, let me sum up...
I had to have a c-section. While in there they also tied my tubes. After they were finished with all that and they started to close me up, my uterus wouldn't stop bleeding. They tried every medication they could to stop it, and nothing worked. They eventually put me to sleep through the IV medication, then called Shans hospital to find out what they should do. They also prepped an ICU room for me because they didn't know what the outcome would be. Shans hosptial told them they were doing everything that they would do and they might have to perform a hysterectomy on me. Luckily they found a way to stop it. They vacuumed out the blood and tied a stitch around my uterus to contract it like it was supposed to be doing on its own.
My doctor said that of the 4000 babies he has delivered, he has never encountered this problem before. He literally saved my life.
After that problem, the problem of me losing too much blood came up. So, I had to get a transfusion of three units of blood. By this point I now had an IV in my right arm and another one in my left hand.
Over the course of the next few days I have had my blood drawn too many times to count. The nurses have literally run out of veins to tap. I have bruises all up and down both arms.
I was finally told yesterday that I would be able to be moved from the second floor (labor and delivery) to the third floor (discharge). Before they could move me they decided to check my vitals one more time. This time my blood pressure had skyrocketed and so had my heart rate. I was no longer allowed to leave. I had to get another IV of medications and stay.
I was finally moved to the third floor this afternoon. There is a lot more to report in this event, but I don't have the time to write about it all now. You've been given the basics.
I am alive...but I almost wasn't. We have two beautiful baby girls who I'll post pictures about as soon as I can.
Britney Marie
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