The doctor came in to let us know the good news and the bad news.
The Good News: They've been expecting Sarah. She has been at home much longer than most triplet moms, so she is doing very well. Her uterus is stretched to infinity and beyond, so she will have contractions. She will need juggled medications to stop them. It is also good that she will be 24 weeks on Monday. That means that the doctors will work harder to save the babies if they come now. Week 24 is the Magic Line of Viability.
The Bad News: Sarah has to stay at the hospital until the quads are born! She is so upset and so am I! I want my baby (and her babies) home.
They moved her tonight to the high risk wing for patients who have to stay awhile. The medicine they have her on makes her hot and feel drugged. The floor is almost full, so they put her in a semi-private room. It is very cramped. We are praying for no roommate, and for a private room to come available. The room is very small, and no overnight visitors are allowed in semi-private rooms. The bathroom, sink, shower chair and window are shared. In today's germ-conscious world, sharing a bathroom is worrisome! Sarah is so sick and uncomfortable and scared. She keeps crying, which breaks my heart. The nurses are trying to keep the other bed open, so Tony is staying with her again tonight. He won't get much sleep in a straight back chair!
On the bright side, one of the nurses was telling us about the church plant she is involved with. It sounds exciting! The nurses are all so nice, but it is especially comforting to have a fellow follower of Christ. She is praying for the babies. God keeps sending little doses of
encouragement just when we need them the most.
Dear Lord, please be with her. Comfort her. Let her know that she is never alone. Help poor little Callie. She is missing her mommy.