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Trying to give this another go.

It has been a long time since I have been in the game. Honestly, I don’t recall when I was given the orders to sit on my rear and wait to work out. I think it has been 9 months. The waiting game has not been kind to me. Up a pant size (two pant sized depending on brand), my face is fairly rounded again and I feel sluggish and lazy. For a while my food choices were terrible. Take out became the norm once again. Oh the shame! Over the past few months I gradually cleaned up my diet and have been on track in that matter. Dropped a bit of weight. Not sure how much because I have yet to dust off the old torture device called the scale.

Still waiting to get into the specialist. It has been 5 months waiting for this one. The doctor told me until then I can do some sit down PT exercises while waiting to get in. This is very unsatisfying and discouraging. I have sat on my rear long enough and decided to take matters into my own hands for now. A proper diet has helped but I need to be active along with it. i happen to be one of those people who can’t lose the weight with diet alone. So the other night I signed up for a gym membership.

Doctor’s orders are to sit around but sitting here getting fatter and not being active can not be good for me either. The lack of activity doesn’t bode well with the psyche either. Don’t worry I am taking it easy and keeping anything that will affect my knees fairly low impact.

Yesterday new workout clothes needed to be purchased so Mr. Baby and I went and got 3 pairs of workout pants and 4 shirts. Every bit of workout gear in my  closet was from before he was born and let’s just say they are not too flattering to wear in public. Then last night I went to the most hated gym on the internet, Planet Fitness (the hours work for me and the price works with my budget) . Spent about a half hour on the bike then had to head home. I didn’t have much time available to spend there but something is better than nothing and I will take it.

Heading back to the gym tonight. For now my only goal is to go at least 3 nights a week and try my best to spend an hour there. No weight loss or fitness goals to begin with. The focus as of now is to get fitness back into my daily routine.

OB Visit – Baby Update

OB Visit – Baby Update

Today we had our visit with the Ultrasound tech and my Midwife/OB. I would say that it went fairly well.

The ultrasound took what seemed like forever. He just was not in the mood to cooperate and get measurements done. Gymnastics to do I suppose. Then they couldn’t get his face because he kept it directly smashed into my uterine wall. He is for sure full on heads down and positioned for delivery. I just hope he sticks around longer. After the Tech’s calculations she said he is in the 54th percentile so right on average at 5.2 pounds and about 15.75 inches long. As far as development goes his heart looks awesome and the lungs look pretty good too. So Ian is happy and healthy and that is wonderful.

Next we went and saw my Midwife. We went over the test results from my wonderfully pointless trip to the specialist at U of M. She is very displeased with the doctors conclusion from there. Basically the paperwork said “I don’t know and don’t want to deal with it” so starting at my postpartum visit she wants to start looking into other options to figure out why I am so D resistant. After looking at the results of my non-stress test last week and the ultrasound it was decided that she would skip the vaginal exam to check for progression and the Fetal Fibronectin test for now. Basically she said that baby is developed enough to where she fells that no life saving measures are needed if the baby comes at any point on. Yes, he will more than likely have a short stay in NICU but he will be okay and that is what matters.  So for now I have more restrictions. No cooking, cleaning, showering (warm baths from now on) or doing much of anything I can’t accomplish while sitting down. All the baby stuff washed, put away and is set up minus the pack and play that needs to be unboxed and we have tons of batteries to purchase and install. Everything off the registry has been bought minus 3 things but those are for baby proofing so no hurries on that. I was given permission to take quick (short) trips into the store and I can get my much-needed pedicure. she said to call the office and go in if I start feeling contractions again and they will then do an exam and decide if it is actually labor. If not our next appointment is in 2 weeks.

So basically I was told to just wait it out and let nature take its course and not to worry. So that  is what we will be doing. Emma has so much coming up at school this month so I hope that this baby thing doesn’t interfere. I need to send dad out to get the stuff for St. Patty’s, Easter and Spirit week at school just in case. Ugh. I don’t think I like the idea of just sending him to do it on his own. Giving up control of things I usually have control of stinks!

Any volunteers to sweep and mop my wood floors and scrub my half bath? Maybe tend to Sally’s tank? She’s giving me that look and she balled up her carpeting and moved her log half across her tank again.

See Sally’s crankyface? The Spoiled Drama Queen moves everything around in her tank then gets pissy with me over it!

 

It may be baby time VERY soon!

Today we had our 32 week check up, will be 33 weeks on Monday. Everything is good as far as my vitals, baby’s heartbeat and development, But… the pressure issue I have been having has gotten worse and the doctor decided to do a vaginal exam. Well, he is down there doing what doctors do and he says “Oops I just poked your baby in the head!” he is a big joker so I thought he was kidding for a second but nope! Baby Ian is in position, I am dilated to one and fifty percent softened. He then took a swab for a Fetal Fibronectin test, this test checks to see if I am in preterm labor. We will find out either tonight or tomorrow morning if I am. If so we will get a game plan together. He is thinking the first step will be to try intravenous medication to stop the labor process.  Guess we will see how everything goes. I am not really nervous or scared because we knew from day one that preterm delivery was a possibility.

We have some more things to get done around the house to be ready. Not too much, mainly a billion loads of wash. For now I am not on bed rest but I am not allowed to be on my feet for more than 20-30 minutes at a time, no lifting, no pushing the vacuum or mopping or anything like that. Looks like Pat will have to help move the laundry about and he and Emma can do the floors and fun stuff like that. I also have some awesome friends who will come help me out if needed so no worries, things will get done and be great!

I will be sure to keep everyone posted. Wish us luck!

Morning Fires and White Coat Syndrome!

I make one heck of a breakfast... Someone call 911! Fire! Fire!

Whew, it is not even 7:30 am and I am already having a rough day. I overslept, hit the snooze bar for 45 minutes. That is not my norm. Of course that made my daughter miss the bus, no big deal though, we have a car. So the over sleeping problem was easily solved and just a minor annoyance. Next I decided to make my breakfast. Today I needed a fire truck parked outside my house. I burned my breakfast. Not just once but three times (that’s right I said THREE TIMES!). What the fluff? On the bright side the house is not a smoldering pile of rubble and I did not lose any limbs. Eventually I did manage to feed myself a breakfast that was not charred, and live to blog about burnt food and snooze bars. I know, I know I lead such an exciting life. I can see the look of jealousy on you faces as I type. But really boys and girls, burnt foods are for the birds, heck, I don’t know if the birds would even want it!

Not too long ago my husband was diagnosed with high blood pressure. He had a sordid love affair with the Chinese Buffet, caffeine and sodium. I would poke fun at the fact that he spent so much time at the buffet. Jokes about how his mistress must be there or that he was going to visit his love child. I figure the marriage license automatically gave me rights to poking fun of him. So anyhow after he was forced to see a doctor we found out he was in hypertension. Yikes! Getting him to the doctor is like pulling teeth, he is afraid of doctors. They call it White Coat Syndrome. I have noticed that many men avoid the doctor like the plague. Oooo blood pressure cuff and a stethoscope. RUN! Ahhhhh! It’s going to get me!! So today I go visit the doctor with him. He is nervous. It is a follow-up and him being on my diet for a month has brought his BP down to normal. So nothing to worry about.  It will just be a conversation, what’s to be scared of? Maybe because I do not have White Coat Syndrome I just don’t understand? Maybe she can talk him into doing more exercise. He has changed everything else to be healthy, that would be the last step.

On a final note I am looking forward to some Tikka Marsala for lunch, shopping for new gym shoes, cleats and dumbbells and the kiddo’s first baseball practice.

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