I had my 10-12 week appointment this morning. Everything looks great! The doc did an ultrasound and we got to see our little alien for the first time. :) I was so excited to post the pictures, but they printed out really dark so you can't really see the baby. :( Totally bummed about that. But things do look good. The baby is quite the acrobat and didn't like being poked, giving the doc some trouble measuring it. It was kinda funny. I can only imagine how active it's going to be once I can actually feel it moving around. But judging from the measurements he did take, I'm about 11 weeks. We went in thinking I was about 10 w/ 5 d so we weren't too far off. And actually this is about where I thought I was originally. I had been tracking my BBT and everything daily so I had a pretty good idea of when it happened. And I was right! Not that it's a huge deal, it's like a 2 day difference. And they didn't change my due date or anything, so I'm still due 15 September.
It's really starting to sink in now that I'm going to be a mommy after seeing our little one today. I mean it's still kind of surreal, just because after trying for so long it finally happened and I really haven't felt much different. I really haven't had any morning sickness. Nausea once in a while, but never to the point of actually throwing up. (Ben's actually been sicker than I have.) I haven't put on any weight yet. In fact, I weighed -.6 lbs less than I did at my first appointment when I did all my paperwork and everything. That one surprised me since we just got back from 3 weeks in Hawaii where we eating out most of the time. I mean really my only complaints are I'm always tired and I feel like I have a constantly stuffy nose, which I'm told is pretty normal. Not very fun, but it's not really much to complain about. It could be a lot worse. But in reality I've had it pretty easy. :)
We are still super excited though. We are slowly getting all the baby stuff we need. We finally found a diaper bag we liked and got some cute gender neutral clothes while we were in Hawaii. I want to start stocking up on other necessities like diapers and stuff, but we'll wait until after we move for that (which by the way, we are moving to Hawaii for those that haven't heard but I'll make that a separate post in the near future. We're still waiting on some more info...).
So all in all, things look good and we're excited. It's crazy to think I'm pretty much through the first trimester. Hopefully things continue to go as well as they have been. :)
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Saturday, February 05, 2011
3rd Time's A Charm???
Let me just start by saying I'm much better at updating Facebook with all the details of our life than I am our blog. So if you feel like you're missing something, chances are I probably explained it on my Facebook page. Just sayin'...
Anyway, Ben had his shoulder surgery this past Monday. Things went well, as far as we know. I say that because the doctor never came and talked to me after the surgery and only talked to Ben while he was still in the recovery room (where I wasn't allowed to be). So let me try and start from the beginning. We flew to Hawaii Wednesday (the 26th) and had he pre-op appointment the 27th. Things seemed to be great. We were impressed with the doctors and felt that maybe things might actually be taken care of right this time. They wanted an MRI done and said they would call us over the weekend to let us know what it showed. The MRI was done Saturday morning, and we never heard from the doctor. We get to the hospital Monday morning, get all checked in, etc. Everything seems to be going alright still. The staff is nice and helpful and the wait isn't too horrible. The surgeon comes back to talk to us while we're waiting and said the MRI looked alright (well as alright as it could be) and that there didn't appear to be any bone loss like he thought there might be. So the surgery should be able to be done with the scope instead of having to actually cut him open. That's a bit of a relief. The finally take him back to the OR a little before 10. I don't hear anything from anyone until 1. 3 hours later! And only then it is one of the anesthesiologists saying "we can't get his pain under control. We need your consent to give him a nerve block." He very adamantly refused a nerve block before the surgery because it caused problems for a good year after the last time he had one. But they let me go back to talk to him, and I could tell he was hurting. He's not one to cry, but he was. I tell them to do it, sign the paper and tell them to let me know when he's feeling better. I go back to the waiting room and 10 minutes or so later they come and get me. I go back for a few minutes just to make sure he's alright and he was already doing better. His pain had gone from about a 10 down to a 3. They keep him a bit longer before transferring him over to the other recovery area, and apparently that was when the doctor came and talked to him. About all he remembers him saying though (because he was all drugged up at the time) is that his shoulder was really loose and he tightened it back up. So that's all we know about his surgery. The doctor never came and talked to us in the other recovery area like he said he would. At this point my opinion of him has started to go down. We spend about another hour or so there before we head back to the hotel. We stop at Wendy's to get some dinner and spend the rest of the evening in the room. By about 6 the nerve block has started to wear off. It was supposed to last anywhere from 8-24 hours. His shoulder started hurting 5 hours later. The rest of his arm was still numb, but the place that needed to be wasn't. Not a very good sign in my opinion. It was a rough night to say the least. By about 130 the block had completely worn off, lasting only about 12 hours all together. (On the plus side though, his had isn't still half numb like it was the last time, so that's good.) We didn't do much the next day, Tuesday. We waited for the hospital to call and check up on him, but they never did. Again, my opinion of them went down. It's Friday and still no one has called to make sure things are ok. Not that we've had any major problems, but it has been a bit of a struggle to keep his pain under control. The only pills they gave us were a narcotic and stool softener. Every other time they've given him ibuprofen to help with the swelling, but not this time. So I had to go get some. Granted it's not as strong as what we could get from the hospital, but it's better than nothing. I've also had to make our own ice packs using the hotel ice and ziploc bags. We were supposed to get a machine to help with that, but because we aren't stationed here in Hawaii we couldn't get it for whatever reason. I don't know. So that's where we are. Surgery went well and he's still hurting. Hopefully he's still hurting because they fixed it right this time and this will be his last shoulder surgery. At least for a while anyway. This was his 3rd surgery in the past year (the other two were for his stomach), 4th in the past year and a half, and 5th in the past 3 years. I think that's quite enough. I think I handled this one a bit better than the past ones though. Could have been better, but we'll blame it on all the pregnancy hormones surging through me. (I've been blaming them for a lot of things lately...) I think that pretty much covers it all though. We go back for his post-op appointment on the 10th, and we'll see if we get the ok to fly home then or if he wants us to stay until the 16th as planned right now. Not that I'm in a hurry to get home. I'm loving the sunshine, warm weather and driving around a convertible. I'll try to get some pics posted soon. We haven't done a whole lot (mostly just shopping and eating out) but we did spend a little time at the beach this afternoon. Hopefully Ben will be feeling better soon and we'll be able to get out and see some more before heading back to Japan. Only time will tell though. :)
Anyway, Ben had his shoulder surgery this past Monday. Things went well, as far as we know. I say that because the doctor never came and talked to me after the surgery and only talked to Ben while he was still in the recovery room (where I wasn't allowed to be). So let me try and start from the beginning. We flew to Hawaii Wednesday (the 26th) and had he pre-op appointment the 27th. Things seemed to be great. We were impressed with the doctors and felt that maybe things might actually be taken care of right this time. They wanted an MRI done and said they would call us over the weekend to let us know what it showed. The MRI was done Saturday morning, and we never heard from the doctor. We get to the hospital Monday morning, get all checked in, etc. Everything seems to be going alright still. The staff is nice and helpful and the wait isn't too horrible. The surgeon comes back to talk to us while we're waiting and said the MRI looked alright (well as alright as it could be) and that there didn't appear to be any bone loss like he thought there might be. So the surgery should be able to be done with the scope instead of having to actually cut him open. That's a bit of a relief. The finally take him back to the OR a little before 10. I don't hear anything from anyone until 1. 3 hours later! And only then it is one of the anesthesiologists saying "we can't get his pain under control. We need your consent to give him a nerve block." He very adamantly refused a nerve block before the surgery because it caused problems for a good year after the last time he had one. But they let me go back to talk to him, and I could tell he was hurting. He's not one to cry, but he was. I tell them to do it, sign the paper and tell them to let me know when he's feeling better. I go back to the waiting room and 10 minutes or so later they come and get me. I go back for a few minutes just to make sure he's alright and he was already doing better. His pain had gone from about a 10 down to a 3. They keep him a bit longer before transferring him over to the other recovery area, and apparently that was when the doctor came and talked to him. About all he remembers him saying though (because he was all drugged up at the time) is that his shoulder was really loose and he tightened it back up. So that's all we know about his surgery. The doctor never came and talked to us in the other recovery area like he said he would. At this point my opinion of him has started to go down. We spend about another hour or so there before we head back to the hotel. We stop at Wendy's to get some dinner and spend the rest of the evening in the room. By about 6 the nerve block has started to wear off. It was supposed to last anywhere from 8-24 hours. His shoulder started hurting 5 hours later. The rest of his arm was still numb, but the place that needed to be wasn't. Not a very good sign in my opinion. It was a rough night to say the least. By about 130 the block had completely worn off, lasting only about 12 hours all together. (On the plus side though, his had isn't still half numb like it was the last time, so that's good.) We didn't do much the next day, Tuesday. We waited for the hospital to call and check up on him, but they never did. Again, my opinion of them went down. It's Friday and still no one has called to make sure things are ok. Not that we've had any major problems, but it has been a bit of a struggle to keep his pain under control. The only pills they gave us were a narcotic and stool softener. Every other time they've given him ibuprofen to help with the swelling, but not this time. So I had to go get some. Granted it's not as strong as what we could get from the hospital, but it's better than nothing. I've also had to make our own ice packs using the hotel ice and ziploc bags. We were supposed to get a machine to help with that, but because we aren't stationed here in Hawaii we couldn't get it for whatever reason. I don't know. So that's where we are. Surgery went well and he's still hurting. Hopefully he's still hurting because they fixed it right this time and this will be his last shoulder surgery. At least for a while anyway. This was his 3rd surgery in the past year (the other two were for his stomach), 4th in the past year and a half, and 5th in the past 3 years. I think that's quite enough. I think I handled this one a bit better than the past ones though. Could have been better, but we'll blame it on all the pregnancy hormones surging through me. (I've been blaming them for a lot of things lately...) I think that pretty much covers it all though. We go back for his post-op appointment on the 10th, and we'll see if we get the ok to fly home then or if he wants us to stay until the 16th as planned right now. Not that I'm in a hurry to get home. I'm loving the sunshine, warm weather and driving around a convertible. I'll try to get some pics posted soon. We haven't done a whole lot (mostly just shopping and eating out) but we did spend a little time at the beach this afternoon. Hopefully Ben will be feeling better soon and we'll be able to get out and see some more before heading back to Japan. Only time will tell though. :)
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