So Wednesday (in retrospect) kicked it all off with more frequent and intense contractions. By Wednesday night, there was some possible leaking of fluid that they wanted to look into further. Initial tests indicated that it wasn't amniotic fluid, and rather a possible UTI. The urinalysis came back negative for UTI, so it was back to square one. I decided not to sleep at the hospital Wednesday and Thursday night because of a cold that set in on Tuesday, but Thursday ended up being the worst night of them all! By 4AM, the most intense and painful contractions were coming in almost non-stop, so the nurse had an order made for an increased dose of procardia for contractions. Since the fetal growth ultrasound was scheduled for Friday anayway, any other activity could be confirmed when the scan was done later that morning. Since the contractions were not subsiding despite the meds, the doctor checked Cheryl's cervix around 9AM - 6cm dilated! It was go time!!
I was to be taking a short day anyway at work due to the cold, so when confirmation of the onset of labor was made, it was time to make a bee-line to the hospital for the delivery. I made it in time to see the madness in Cheryl's antepartum unit room, and arrived right about the time the doctor was confirming the fact that Baby B (Malia) was breeched, hence C-section ordered. Within minutes, Cheryl and her medical entourage were on their way to the 5th floor Labor and Delivery unit. I was given the medical garb, and ushered to the OR within 15 minutes.
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