Today marks 24 weeks, that important threshold every woman with preterm premature rupture of membranes hopes to cross.
It’s been three weeks since my water ruptured at 21 weeks. I got my first steroid shot (of two, next one is tomorrow) that will help baby’s lungs mature so that, if I deliver him early (quite likely), his lungs will be in better shape to survive outside the womb.
I’m so thankful and fortunate to have made it this far, already beaten the odds statistically speaking. From this point on, every single day I can stay pregnant (until 34 weeks, when the risks of staying pregnant outweigh the benefits to baby) increases the odds that he’ll make it.
I am not in the hospital at the moment, although that could change at any second. Tomorrow I have my first appointment with the Perinatologist (also called Maternal/Fetal Medicine or MTM), and he could send me to the hospital for the duration. I’m really hoping he won’t, because I’m a good candidate for home management of this thing. I’m not having contractions, no cramping, no bleeding, no dilation, no signs of infection. Being in the hospital is very stressful for my entire family and emotionally much more challenging. At home, the days pass quickly by because I’m so busy. From my bed I can still homeschool the children, cuddle my 2 year old, read stories, and even fold laundry.
One of the benefits of hospital bed rest is simply this: compliance. But I’m sticking to my gestational incarceration (bed rest) at home like a champ. Being in the hospital also has risks, such as infection.
My husband and kids are treating me like a Queen, including bringing me my meals 3 times a day in bed. Speaking of eating, that just happens to be my favorite thing to do at the moment, because I am STARVING all the time now. My appetite took a definite jump a week ago, something I took as a good sign that baby is growing well. Many moms on bed rest lose their appetite, but I sure haven’t. I could eat 6 times a day.
Thank you to those of you who emailed me asking for updates, or who sent me links of pPROM success stories to read. Those are very encouraging to me.
My first goal was to make it to 24 weeks. My next goal is 28. At 28 weeks little man has a 90% chance of survival.