On our way to Cincinnati

Yesterday was crazy. I was on the phone most the afternoon with the Fetal Medical Center in Cincinnati, their guest services people and my mom. 

I am praising God that we are going to Cincinnati. Their facility is much better than the one in St. Louis and we were afraid that our insurance would make us to to STL.

I still am not sure what's going to happen next week, but this is my understanding of how things are going to go.  I have an appt. for Tues. morning and they'll start doing tests. I'm going to have an MRI, an ultrasound, and ECHO something or other, and then a physical and medical history. All this will take us into Wednesday as well. After all that the doctors will sit down with us and explain our options and what to do next. I am preparing myself for surgery on probably Thursday. If they do that, then they'll keep me over night for observation of the babies. If all looks good, they'll release me but I'll have to stay in town over the weekend and get checked again Monday.  Then if all looks well, they'll let me come home.

Even if they don't do the surgery right away, they will do an amnio-reduction. That's where they'll drain off some of the extra fluid from the bigger baby. 

I am praying that no matter what they do, I will not have to go on bedrest once I get home. I will do what it takes to keep these girls safe and in utero for as long as possible, but the thought of having to lay on my left side for 3-4 months is not appealing to me. 

My head is spinning from all the stuff that I need to do in the next day to get ready to leave.  I am dreading leaving Lucy. I know she'll be fine and be in good hands, but I've never been away from her for more than one night. I will be a mess when we have to leave. 

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