Day Two!

Last night went smoothly and it was actually our first night away from each other since being married. It felt scary and sad for me but I knew that if Cameron gets at least 6 hours of sleep at home, he could be a better helper the next day. So he went home and slept. I slept very little in the hospital bed but God knows how to get my attention often. I lifted my eyes in prayer and remembered to pray for family and friends. Then I read Psalm 63 and enjoyed meditating on it as David sought God earnestly in a dry and weary land. How satisfying it is to behold God's power and glory! David compares his experience with enjoying his favorite food as he remembers God upon his bed and meditates upon Him in the watches of the night. I cannot compare my experience with David, but I got a glimpse of that experience as I remembered God and meditated upon Him. For a western mind, this might sound too mystical but God's power, glory and love are very real to a true believer. Often the western mind keeps its distance from it because this kind of experience is grossly represented by crazy charismatics with their mystical spiritualism that lacks sound doctrine.

And now to update what the rest of the day looked like in the hospital: the nurse freaked out to see contractions on the screen (I had those Braxton Hicks contractions all along my pregnancy but I couldn't explain that to the nurse) and she gave me a series of strong shots (three times in two hours) to stop them. The side effects are strong heart palpitations as if you are getting a heart attack. She told me few minutes earlier that I'll have those side effects right away. The drug was prescribed by the night shift doctor. Those few hours were horrible. My doctor came around 11 this morning and confirmed that those shots weren't necessary. I'm feeling much better now and I hope there wont be any long term side effects to me or the baby. There is one more steroid shot this evening to help the baby's lungs to mature if I need a C-section soon. Then an ultra-sound little later to check if the fluid level has gone up. He still wants to keep me under observation for the night but will move me to a better room. So the final diagnosis will be tomorrow when I see my doctor again. Until then, hope and pray that the fluid level will go up and the baby will not be a breech so I don't have to get a C-section.