Dear Little Baby,
So I ended up losing the battle. We’re going home today with plans for readmission at 23 weeks (only 13 days away). But we haven’t lost the war yet. I have called every neonatologist, maternal/fetal specialist, and children’s hospital I could find, and every single one of them says the same thing–it’s too early, come in at 23 weeks. So, I am thinking that at the 23 week mark, we are going to be taking ourselves to Duke Medical Center. Duke is the #2 hospital in the country, and they are a little (tiny bit) closer to home than Greenville is. Not to mention, I won’t have the bad taste in my mouth from the medical team pressuring me to abort. The only REAL downside to changing hospitals is that I won’t have Dr. Parson anymore. She has advocated for us since she came into the picture. I think a large part of that is because she has children as well and she can see the personal side of things, not just the clinical aspect. But she is also the ONLY ONE on this team that I have felt was on our side, not working against us. And realistically, I have to go where I think you will have the best chances. And I think that will be Duke. So now, Little Baby, it is going to be a matter of keeping you in the oven for another 13 days. I’m not above lying though. Let’s be real clear on that. If something starts to happen, we’re going to Duke and I’m going to tell them that I am 23 weeks until I am blue in the face so that they stop the labor. Let’s just be clear about that. This old nag still has some kick. But for the time being, it will be nice to be around our family that loves us and is all praying for us. I am going to leave no stone unturned, no path unexplored. We’re going to make it, Little Baby. Just hang in there.