Unofficial Hospital Tour

Well, the cramps did not go away even after spending 4+ hours resting with legs elevated, lying on the left side, and drinking 64+ ounces of water.  Instead they were joined by lower back pain, upper abdominal pain and some contractions.  So the on call doctor sent Momma to labor and delivery at 830p.

Poor aunt Pau, who arrived this morning after an 11-hour flight from Hawaii and worked from 2p-8p, came to stay at the house with the sleeping Bubeaner.  We were extremely grateful and appreciative.  We can't imagine her exhaustion.

We did learn that someone has a sick sense of humor at the hospital.  The drop off for LDRP (Labor & Delivery) is THREE LONG towers AWAY!  Yes, that may not be a problem under normal circumstances.  However, when a person is pregnant and in pain, that distance might as well be a mile away.  Finally, we were able to get a nice policeman to guide us to LDRP.  The nurses were wonderful.  The rooms were quite spacious.  And, of course, as soon as Momma was in a bed and Bubita hooked up to monitors all the pain, contractions and cramps started easing.  Dr. R was on call.  (He's not our favorite.  But you take what you get.)  He checked Bubita and Momma.  He was so "gentle" that Momma threatened Dad she would deliver at the hospital across the street if Dr. R was on call when Bubita decides to make her entrance. 

Thankfully, everything was still in order.  No preterm labor, just a little trial run.  So after a few hours of observation, Momma and Dad headed back home some time after midnight... after a quick stop at Whataburger for a pancake platter.  Hey, Bubita NEEDED pancakes after that scare.