Yesterday's appointment was back to normal. Good blood pressure, good measurements, Locke sounded good...makes me kind of wonder what was up with me last week. I kept being asked, were you not feeling very well that day? Or, were you nervous? And the answer to those two questions, respectively, are I felt fine, and I was a lot more nervous after the high blood pressure reading than I was before. In fact, I was worried that my anxiety over what had happened last week was going to skew my numbers this week, but clearly this was not the case.
So I'm very grateful for that. Now it's back to the waiting game. I think that in the absence of this insane heat, I wouldn't be all that anxious to evict my little copilot. But I'll be honest, I'm ready to roll whenever he is...and I'm starting to root for sooner rather than later. At yesterday's appointment the doctor told me she'd see me next week (for my next appointment), so I think they've come off their prediction that I may not make it to the 30th. Slightly depressing, but if he doesn't want to come, he doesn't want to come, ya know?
Not really much more to add to that...I mean, at this point, what little I have to do to get ready is just tweaking here and there. Oh, and convincing my husband that he really does need to pack a hospital bag for himself. :) And even that isn't very pressing, as we live more or less across the street from the hospital.
Wish me luck...
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