03-26-10

I have always been a firm believer in compromise. It has worked for me in many situations and I will continue to use it as a way of making decisions. Although I have to be reminded occasionally to keep compromise a standard...especially since I can lose my cool. Richard had to remind me to compromise when I was so bent out of shape on Tuesday about having to do the test again. But it rarely happens, you know, me losing my cool. But compromise saves so many arguments and makes things easy. Of course, you will end up doing things you don't really want to do or going places that bore you. But if you give a little and do these things, then the things you want are easier to obtain. Plus, compromise will ensure you don't act like a spoiled brat by demanding your way ALL THE TIME.

With that in mind, I talked with my Fetal Specialists about the pre-eclampsia testing involving the 24 urine collection and blood testing. Needless to say, turns out the test results from last week were read to me originally. So that is why I thought the numbers were the same. But this last test was inconclusive because there wasn't enough protein in my urine to test. So I requested the test not be done anymore. They would not completely rule out the test considering the higher chance of pre-eclampsia with the condition of the umbilical cord.

So we compromised!!! They will continue the blood portion of the test and it will be drawn once a week. Then I will only have to give a urine "sample" and they will perform a dipstick type test on the sample. If they feel as though the ratio of protein for the sample is high, I will do a 24 hour urine collection. Of course I took that deal. It is a two fold decision. I still get monitored for the possibility of pre-eclampsia and I do not have to dedicate 24 hours to the collection of urine. So I feel like all parties involved are pleased. Each of us got what we wanted. They get to monitor me on a smaller scale and I don't have to do what I hate.

I have tried to explain the hatred for having to do that test. But ultimately I don't have a really good reason that holds much value. I just dislike it to the point of near hatred. It is annoying, embarrassing, ridiculous, and a bit of a hassle. I just despise it.

I had an ultrasound today. All is the same with Myrtle and Flossie. They were going crazy during the ultrasound. Just showing out for the cameras. Myrtle had the hiccups again. I tried to scare her but it didn't work. She still had them. I did find out that they will measure them most likely on Wednesday next week. That way a full 3 weeks would have passed for the measurements. I am so anxious and excited. I just feel like they have grown so much. I am practically giddy about finding out. So everybody keep your fingers crossed and hope these girls gave gotten chunky.

I did find out today that patients are rated by the level of necessity concerning their care on this floor. You are on a points system that calculates your needs for medical care. For instance, a pregnant patient with diabetes and contractions would have higher points. Basically the more complication factors you have the more points you rack up. I found out that I have the least amount of points on the floor. Most of my points are because I am carrying twins. But I am the only self sufficient patient on the floor. Meaning I am the only one allowed to walk around or have terrace privileges. It is so sad that the other women have to be restricted to their beds. Again, I have so much more to be thankful for considering the situation.

I have Squeaky Shoes again today. I am so glad her personality is opposite of her shoes. She is not annoying at all. She is rather pleasant and we had a really good conversation this morning. So her shoes are the only annoying thing about her.

I am receiving mail here at my home away from home. I received the sweetest package today. It was a couple of colored pictures from the best niece and nephew. Also included was a card from the family and a prayer that Slade, my nephew, said on 03-17-10. I would like to share it with you because it made me cry. And for those of you that know me well enough...it takes a lot to melt my cold heart.

"Dear Jesus, Please put your hands on Kelly's babies. Keep them healthy. And don't let the babies have a sick or cold. I love Rich and Kelly. Amen"