On Friday I started to feel bad in the morning. Isabelle was hardly moving and that is very suspicious as you may know. My belly was hard on and off but no kicks, punches or elbow rolls. Mmmmm.....
Later I started to get dizzy and faint. All signs for trouble so we decided to head to the hospital to check out what was going on.
The first assessment in the hospital was to be further assessed at the pre natal ward. I headed over there and luckily visiting hours were on so HW could join me. We waited for a doctor to come by but she didn't make it before 20.00 so HW still got kicked out. He went down to the coffee place to wait for news. We weren't sure if they would keep me there or if we could head back home together.
The doc decided to let me stay there. An awful night followed. Not because I felt bad but because of all the noise and activity around me. I was in bed 3 of 8 in the room. The room has no doors and opens directly onto the corridor. All the ding dong's of the ward bell, people being admitted, people being wheeled out to deliver, nurse activity and trolleys going by were to be heard without filter. I didn't have my earplugs because my hospital bag was still at home.
On Saturday I was monitored closely for blood pressure and baby activity. Haha, the doc and nurses all thought that Isabelle was doing fine given the fetal movement count. Yeah, I enlightened them and they understood my concerns of the night before. Actually Isabelle did a big work out Friday night at 23.00 so I felt better.