It’s been two days since our last Triage visit, and we attended our scheduled ultrasound appointment this morning at St Mary’s Hospital. I’m searching for the appropriate metaphor, because I hate writing the word c*rvix. Um…. the ice is a little thin? Yeah let’s go with that. It’s not yet too thin for Cletus, but it’d be be too thin for an 8 pound Cletus, if you get where I’m going with that. But Molly’s health is good. And Cletus too. Get this- 4 pounds at 30 weeks. Henry Nussbaum Wagler and Cletus in a cage wrestling extravaganza!!! Always bet on the Cletus.
But the Doctor thought it wise to give Molly a big shot of steroids in her leg. Tomorrow she gets another. That’s to develop Cletus’ lungs fast, just in case. So every day Cletus stays in there is great. I relax about 3.5% each day (that calculation took me a while…)
Molly is still on couch-rest. Wish her luck with that. “I wash myself with a rag on a stick….”
The rest is just idle speculation so I’ll leave it there. Thanks for everyone’s continuous offers of help and good wishes.
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