Some thoughts on bed rest

Jason already posted about last week’s hospital odyssey, and that’s pretty much exactly what happened. I’ve been on bed rest and haven’t seen the first floor of my house in a week. I have a doctor’s appointment tonight and I’m hoping that he’ll set me free, but it’s probably more likely he’ll keep me in bed for another week.

Bed rest is one of those things that sounds like it might be kind of nice, and it is, for about an hour and a half. Then you get hungry while your spouse is at work. Or you just get bored. The cat wants nothing to do with you because you’re in his space (the bed during daylight hours) and you can’t even feed him, though he does lick up the soup bowl after lunch. And then you go stir crazy and start to turn into Mrs. Rochester.

Jason is holding up very well, but I know this is stressful for him too. He has to feed me breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day (not nearly as romantic as it might sound) and he has to do everything around the house. And he has to play Scrabble with me on demand. And watch season four of Lois and Clark, which should probably be considered torture under the Geneva Conventions. A couple of people have brought us meals, for which we are infinitely grateful and will definitely reciprocate when I’m mobile again.

All in all, we can’t complain too much, because there are people who have to do this for a lot longer than we do, and a couple of weeks out of our lives just so that we have a healthy baby is worth it. So we’re just chalking it up to the first of many sacrifices we will make for our child. She, of course, is oblivious and just kicking away!

2 Responses to “Some thoughts on bed rest”

  1. John Luddy Says:

    Sorry to hear about you having to be on bedrest, but at least you were able to catch the early contractions and try and treat them effectively. Jen and I are thinking of you and wish you the best. :) Please let us know if there’s anything that we can do to help out.

  2. heather Says:

    Thanks, John, we’ll keep you posted!

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