anxious night

Today marks my 17th day as a bed rest princess at the hospital. 8 more days to go to make it to 32 weeks. Wish us luck! Last night was a restless night. They had to give me 2 turb shots last night. (One at 11 and one at 5 this morning.) Please refer to my earlier posts re: turb shot. My heart was pounding so fast I couldn't sleep. I couldn't even hold on to anything or walking to the bathroom without bumping into things. One I was finally able to sleep like a baby for a while, I had to take that shot again. Stupid contraction! But I was well prepared. I even had my arm ready for the nurse. And there goes my night. On top of this, I slept alone at the hospital last night. Paris decided to go to a movie at 10 pm all by his little lonesome. I worried so much and I felt sick. First, in the 7 years that we have been together, we hardly sleep apart. That's part of the reason why this hospital stay is so dreadful. Second, we always go to movies together and driving alone in the dark can be dangerous you know. But it all ended up being okay. And he liked the movie. I am trying to catch up some sleep. Ciao!