A little update, I'm so dang tired. I had my NST on Monday. It went well...nurse said baby was very active, especially for a 28 weeker. My bp was slightly up, but nothing to be concerned about. They also did the ultrasound that was ordered. Apparantly, it was ordered as "An OB ultrasound with history of fetal demise". So, as one nurse put it, it's a 'reassurance' ultrasound. Therefore, it was very brief (no pics). They checked the heartrate (145, going strong..baby didn't want to sit still for them), and I had asked they peek between the legs. She said *possible* boy, but don't buy blue...his/her foot was laying right on top of the goods. Everyone was very nice, tho it took forever to get it all done. Alex said something that is so true, tho. Everyone acted like I should be thrilled that the heart is still beating strong (and of course I am!!!!), but they don't realize that our 'demise' happened so late in pregnancy. Marissa was fine at this point, too. In fact, she was fine just 2 days before I went to the hospital for no movement. I had an NST and an ultrasound 2 days before..everything appeared perfect. So while yes, we're obviously more then happy/relieved that little one is doing well, we're still extremely guarded. The nursery did get done, but we have yet to come close to choosing a name. We don't even talk about it, actually. Might be a very last-minute deal.
As far as other things go...the buildings have been demolished at the hotel. It looks better, but no word on what, if anything, will be put up in it's place. Alex's brother next door sent over a really nasty note yesterday...and my blood pressure shot up about 20 points. I called Alex and told him to take care of it-period. So he did, and his brother said 'oh, just disregard the note, I found out you already did it anyway'. My response: F*CK YOU! How dare he think he can talk to us that way..or ANYONE that way! I hate having them next door...I know they're family, but not any that I care to associate with. My brother, on the other hand, has decided to just ignore us. He wasn't really talking to us much anyway, but when I chewed him out for not having contact with mom---haven't heard a word since. Screw him, too. Tho I'd rather be ignored then treated like a piece of sh*t by him, like what's happening out here.
Kim and I met up for brunch today at Scrambles. Susan's working there again, but I had a WIC appt and it's right across the street. Anywho, that's about it, I guess. As Steph ends her's with...take care of yourself, and each other ;)
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