It is 2:38 in the morning, and I just got home from the hospital (learning, once again, that dogs can't walk themselves). Ginger is still there, hooked up to about 100 different machines. But she is well, as are the babies, and for that both she and I are grateful.
We called the doctor today because Ginger had been experiencing upper abdominal pain since Saturday evening. His recommendation was to come into the hospital so that Ginger could be checked out.
The good news is that she doesn't show any signs of starting labor. The bad news is that there is just enough off-base with her blood tests that they intend to keep her in the hospital for 1-3 days in order to make sure that she is not developing complications.
Well, that's just dandy!
My guess (...hope...prayer) is that she will be able to come home later this week and that we can hold off delivery for about a week after that (that would put us at about 34-35 weeks, an amazing blessing!). But, this fact hit both of us right between the eyes tonight. The boys are coming, and they are coming soon. We might even see them tomorrow...
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Rob,
Thanks for the update. Please say hi to Ginger for me! You guys must be so excited...
PS - Get that street dog of yours into some ettiquette classes - it's about TIME she learned to walk herself! :)
Lizzie
Thank you for keeping the blog so up to date!!! Best wishes to all of you...can't wait to hear about the new additions to your family!!
oops, didn't mean to be anonymous, I guess I am trying to type too fast...very exciting news for you!!
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