I don't like the idea of inducing. I've heard scary stories. But I was actually pretty thrilled yesterday, when the doctor decided Heidi should come in and get things started. Heidi decided Don and I should stop over and have a quick carryout bite, before they departed for the hospital. It was sleeting, and our Airbnb is on a steep hill. But, I didn't want to miss this opportunity! We drove over at 5.
Because of Covid restrictions, Don and I can't be in the hospital waiting room. It's frustrating to know we'll have to rely on cell phones for news, as if we were still in Texas. But it was wonderful sitting together and sharing our little feast... with all the anticipation and excitement!
Both were excited but nervous. The ice piling up on our cars didn't help.
We said good-bye, knowing it was the last time we'd see these two as a couple. We passed the snow covered Kia, with carseat in the back. So fun to now the next time we see them, they'll be a family.
Last night, I slept with my phone volume turned up. "Call, no matter what time!" I begged, last night. I woke a few times in the night and checked messages. There were none.
I woke to see a white view, out the door. I kept a close eye on my weather app. So glad to have Heidi and Jamie safely in the hospital. Even if nothing happens with inducing!
I've never been induced. In fact I know nothing about labor. (2 planned c-sections) It was hard to know what my daughter was feeling. It was impossible to feel helpful. Should I constantly text, "How's it going?" Probably not.
Don and I started a puzzle. I stared at the puzzle pieces and reminded myself that it's been a year since Don and I traveled for fun. We are close to a year of dealing with this pandemic. I miss staying in vintage motels with neon signs!
Snow and Ice
I checked on my phone constantly. Heidi and Jamie didn't have much to report.
I took a hike up the many snowy stairs to check on the car and the road.
A Heart for the Baby
Then I scratched out a message in the icy snow... in case Baby Hurst arrives today,
But it's late now and it doesn't look like this little message brought about a baby! We'll see about tomorrow!
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 13, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me. I ranted for a year, until I got my vaccine in March 2021.
Coronary Artery Disease was the reason I restarted this blog on September 26, 2021. This time it was Don who was dealing with a worry that started with the letter "C".
Coronavirus and Cancer, Coronary Artery Disease! All are evil, but none can totally get me down... if I vent! I usually end up feeling a little more positive at the end of each post!