Harmony ,'Conviction (1)'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I don't know why I'm calling the weenie an armadillo -- it just seems right.
Maybe because that's what Flea was calling her most recent.
JZ needs to sloungue like a fecund Cleopatra for the next month or so.
Odalisque, baby. Though I really think that's your area of expertise, Erin.
Ugh. Can't sleep. The Boy is snoozing away like a snoozing thing in the next room, and I'm sitting all bug-eyed and resentfully insomniac in front of the TV.
Which makes me extra glad to see Hec here and get the full report on the too-active-but-by-God-staying-where-she-is Halloweenie.
How are *you* doing, Hec?
How are *you* doing, Hec?
I'm okay, thanks to my good friend Tequila.
Yet even before that, I was okay. I do not tend to think of the worst, and when things are crisis-y I just focus on the task in front of me. And the task today was keeping JZ from freaking out about all the needles.
Which she managed to do very well, though there was an iffy moment on the third try for the second IV.
"I can't just have my hand on my hip. It doesn't feel secure. I think I need to push it down against the rail. Can we do that?"
Honestly, for a needle phobic to have to endure five tries for two IVs, plus blood-work three times, plus a rather painful steroid shot in the hip...well, she was brave little toaster is what.
All while fasting for 13.5 hours.
Honestly, for a needle phobic to have to endure five tries for two IVs, plus blood-work three times, plus a rather painful steroid shot in the hip...well, she was brave little toaster is what.Oh god. Poor, poor JZ. And poor Hec too.
Why the steroids in the hip? I am flashing to the shots I get for tendonitis but that doesn't seem right. If it is? My sympathies cause those freak me the hell out when I am not worried about a Halloweenie.
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My iPod just got MiB'd (restored) and now I get to reload everything. This best fix its wee little flummoxed brain. This is gonna take a while.
Why the steroids in the hip?
Pushes the Halloweenie's lungs to develop. 28 weeks is early and they're covering all bases if the Halloweenie doesn't stay put. JZ will have another steroid shot tomorrow and that's a full course to get the lungs ready. Lungs are the last thing to develop and the steroids apparently make a big difference. There's very little side-effect they said, though I'm sure Ple's already researched this subject inside and out and could give me the numbers.
We're at a point where every week is huge. JZ is 29 weeks as of Tuesday. If we can squeak by to 34 weeks then we're pretty much in the clear.
As Ple noted upthread, though, we've already reached a major plateau at 28 weeks so the Halloweenie's odds have gone from 50% survival at 24 weeks up to better than 95% at 28 weeks.
Ah, systemic steroids not shot into the joint.
And, because I haven't said so for a few hours, I am sending my thoughts and prayers and whathaveyous that she stays put until her scheduled debut. Perhaps even a day or two fashionably late.
I can give you no numbers, but pretty much everything I read suggested that the steroid shots very, very, very rarely have any negative side effects, and it's even more rare for said side effects to be serious if they do happen.
The Halloweenie would like to stay put until 13 October, so that she can be exactly 1.5 years younger than Miss Lillian. Drat it.
DAVID - repeating offer of being gofer for you and JZ. I even have access to wheels - a truck, to be precise. I can bring whatever. Just call.
Blergh. Not tired.
And I was really getting past the whole nocturnal thing, I really thought so. Enough that I have early morning plans tomorrow.
Just took half an Ambien and will go try bed.
iPod is happily updating. One quarter done. Might be done by morning...
Okay something near enough to sleepy is here so I am letting down my keyboard and wandering toward z's.
While I do this, my iTunes is feeding my iPod like the hungry, hungry harddrive that it is. Fingers are crossed that this continues. It would be so nice to wake up to a functional iPod. It really would.
I suspect Strange Dreams tonight, but they are usually rather entertaining and I think I used up the currect stock of nightmares from it so safe even.