Tomorrow

Tomorrow morning by this time, I should be in a hospital bed and hooked up to an iv drip of that lovely stuff they call Pitocin. I wasn't induced with either of the girls, so I never had to have that nasty stuff. I hear it's no fun. I'm hoping I can convince the anesthesiologist to meet me at the door of the hospital and just give me my epidural as we're going in. We'll see how that goes. We have to wake up at 5 am and call the hospital to see if they can "fit me in." Since I am considered an elective induction (Meaning, there's no medical reason for me to be induced. Yeah Right! I think the people around me who have to hear all the time how miserable I am being pregnant would consider this induction VERY medically necessary....for THEIR sanity.) there is no guarantee that I will get in tomorrow. So we must all keep our fingers crossed, or better yet PRAY, they will have room for me. I'm not sure I can be held responsible for my actions if I am told they can't get me in. Trust me, you wouldn't want to be the nurse on the other end of THAT phone call. So for the sake of everyone involved, will you please pray that I can get right in and all will be right with the world, ok? I will keep you posted. Until tomorrow...