Last night, Mr. Man and I were talking about Will and I was commenting about how much I had immersed myself in learning more about osteogenesis imperfecta (OI). I was telling him all about moms and kids I had encountered online and was remarking about how I was investing in the diagnosis we had been given. One of the last thoughts I shared with him, though, was this nagging worry in the back of my mind that Will could still have a lethal form of OI. This week, I became so engrossed in how we are going to take care of our sweet little boy that I had been able to push that fear away. The doctor also helped shove it into the back of my mind by saying he didn't think Will has a lethal form at this point. Not more than five minutes after I talked with Mr. Man about how scared I was that we could still lose Will, I discovered that I had some light bleeding. Not good.
My mind immediately started swirling. I had been getting ready to take a shower and decided to go ahead and do that..just in case. I also started throwing some things into a bag we could take with us to the hospital if we had to rush out. I called our amazing next door neighbor to give her the heads up that we may need her to come spend the night with The Babe. Once I had prepared myself in case we had to leave, I decided to lay down in bed, drink some water and try to calm down. It must have worked because I haven't had any bleeding since. Thank God.
I did call my doctor this morning, though, and they wanted me to come in immediately for an ultrasound. Thankfully, Mr. Man was able to work from home today and keep The Babe so I could go. After spending more than an hour doing scans, they confirmed that the bleed was indeed still present. It's much smaller than it had been, but it's very close to my cervix and Will's head (he has been in a head down position all week and has refused to budge despite lots of prodding and pushing from the doctors and technicians). The big concern right now is a possible placental abruption; this is rare but happens when the placenta begins to pull away from the uterus depriving the baby of oxygen and nutrients. That doesn't appear to be happening right now, but they're going to keep a super close eye on me. I have to go again on Monday to see how things are looking. Please pray that my body cooperates and sweet Will stays put a couple more months! He needs way more time to develop those lungs!
A couple of interesting things came out of this appointment. I had a different doctor and ultrasound tech than what I've had the last couple of appointments and this tech had a bit more difficulty finding significant issues with Will's bones. She couldn't confirm that she did indeed see fractures and she wasn't as alarming about any potential bowing. We talked at length about how unpredictable ultrasound can be...with a small movement of the wand you can make bones do a lot of different things on ultrasound. I left feeling a bit better that maybe Will doesn't have severe fractures at this point, but I totally know that all of these things are just guesses. We won't know exactly what is going on with him until he's born. It was just very interesting to have another opinion from a different tech. I want so much to be optimistic over the things she said, but it seems every time I get my hopes up something happens. Instead, I'm going to go with the only One that actually does have some power over all this. I'm going to pray that He can still work a miracle for sweet Will!
On a different and happier note than our recent drama, I came home to a box of brownies and a little girl ready to have her first set of almost pigtails. The Babe's hair is finally get long enough to start playing with and this is the first time she's ever cooperated enough to let me put in some hair bands. Our little girl is growing up!
Please continue praying for us and sweet Will. I already love that little boy to the moon and back.
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