Surprises

I was prepared for a stagnant to poor report today.

In fact, I was prepared for them to say the shunt was no longer in place or no longer working, that fluid had reaccumulated, and that they were going to give me a timeline for delivery.

I got the exact opposite.

The shunt is still in place.

The fluid is completely gone off the right lung. 

There is just a very small amount remaining on the left lung. 

The swelling around the head is lessening a bit, and he's got a lot of hair :-)

My amniotic fluid is a bit higher.  Seems to get a bit higher every week.  But not too terrible.  Two weeks ago, it measured a 30.  Now it's measuring a 31.6. 

I'll take that.  Then they measured me with the tape measure upstairs, and with that, I'm measuring that I look 37 weeks pregnant.  Which explains all the "you must be ready to pop!" comments I've been getting. 

Sure, I say.  Sure am. 

It's much easier to say that than launch into, "Well, see, I actually have polyhydramnios from this baby having a congenital birth defect, which causes some stress on him that either makes him not swallow as much, pee too much, or possibly just makes me create more fluid!  There's no way to know, but thanks for making this a really uncomfortable moment for me."

He's also big. 

Superboy big.

They didn't measure him this week, as this week was a doppler, checking the blood flow in the brain, umbilical cord, heart, etc.  They'll measure him next week, as well as do another doppler.

I didn't meet with Dr. G. today.  He was in Huntsville.
But our wonderful, sweet tech said the words, "Oh my goodness, Dr. G's going to be thrilled at these pictures."

That's good enough for me.

From here on out, it's every week.  So I guess it's a good thing I got in that two week break. 

Will go again next Tuesday. 

She said the words today:
"This baby's totally viable now, so we'll just keep checking every week till we decide it's time."

God, grant me the serenity.

Amen.