Taking into account the length of the cervix above the cerclage and below, we’re back up to 4+cm!!! Pretty good considering it was 2.1cm when the cerclage was placed. Dr. T said it looked more like a preventative cerclage than a rescue one and that, at this point, he’s not doing me any good keeping me here. So, I’m heading home from my third hospital stay in a month. I’m really hoping that this time I get to stay there for more than two days.
I’ll still be on the full bedrest. I have “bathroom/shower privileges” and will be allowed to sit at the table to eat if I like (I’m not sure if I can handle that….I’ve been eating lying down for so long now!). Beyond that, I’ll be working on seeing just how deep I can make the butt print in the sofa cushions.
Any emergencies aside, I’ll see Dr. T again in a week.
It’s still bedrest and all the limitations and frustrations of that, but it will be home with snuggly kitties and ALL of the cable channels and a much better view out the window (I’ll post that picture in a little bit) and a bed that doesn’t randomly inflate or deflate. I think I can handle that. I’m having a hard time dealing with the whole being completely dependent on someone else to bring me things, pick up the things I drop, even do simple things like put my socks on (it hurts my incision to reach to my feet). I’m stubbornly independent and having to ask Shannon or anyone else to wait on me and take care of all my needs has chaffed almost as much as the inactivity. A day or two of that is one thing….weeks of it is much harder. But, sitting here, watching the laptop shake because Olivia Moonpie has decided it’s playtime and she HAS to kick at that strange weight on top of her, well, maybe the weeks won’t be too bad.