Another week, another round of medical appointments. Left the OB feeling happy and optimistic, albeit sore from my DTaP vaccination and sniffly from a cold.
And then we did our joint perinatologist/cardiologist appointment.
Let's start with the good news. No new news on the heart. Still need surgery, but all is looks good in terms of heart function. Hooray for the bean!
Bad news: the incredible shrinking fetus. Actually, that's not at all accurate. Our little one has grown since last we met, up to 3 lbs 1 oz. But we're going down, down, down in percentile on the growth chart. The dreaded "growth restricted" term has been officially invoked.
What does this mean? More protein. More water. Weekly, and maybe even twice weekly, biophysical profile checks. And, oh yeah, totally switching delivery hospitals.
Not really new news and switching hospitals is probably not much of a big deal - I won't have to switch OBSs. But the whole thing just has me down. Why can't anything be easy with this baby?
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