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Its hard to get comfortable when you're pregnant. I was sleeping good. The room was nice and icey. Tj was sleep. Here comes the nurse bursting in the room. "Good morning Mrs. Andrews! Its time for your first blood draw" I looked to the right of me, the clock on the wall read 4am. "Its the crack before the crack of dawn" I told her while laughing " here use this arm" I said while giving her my right arm. " Im trying to make your job easier, I have a big juicy vein that pops out" she placed the tourniquet on my arm and said "ooooh your right it is" she wiped with an alcohol pad and stuck the needle in. She filled up 2 vials. "Okay sweetie we'll be back in 12 hours" she said. " I have to do this twice a day?" I asked " yes sweetie we want to make sure no infections come along. Speaking of infection, I need to take your temperature." She placed the thermometer in my mouth. Rule #2 in medical school, where there's fever there's an infection. No fever was the goal for Tj and I.

We went back to sleep. I woke up to see my beautiful mother and sister. It was a little after 8am. I told my mom about the blood draw an my next one would be at 4pm. She found it hilarious because she knows I'm not a morning person. She was actually surprised I took it so well. We chatted for a little. My mom had to go to work. She left my sister there to keep me company. She told us she would be back after she got off work. In walks the housekeeping lady. I rolled my eyes, not at her but its just the fact that when your in the hospital people are constantly coming in and out of your room, so you never really get to rest. I'm not a rude person. I spoke. I mean Tj and I were going to be here for a while, so I might as well be friendly with the staff!

In walks the nurse. "Good morning" she sang. "Good morning how are you?" I asked. "I'm fine. But I want to make sure you two are okay. I came to give you your morning pills

(I was thinking that in my head lol) "awwwe great" I sang in a fake voice singing to her like she sung to me

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(I was thinking that in my head lol) "awwwe great" I sang in a fake voice singing to her like she sung to me. " I haven't ate yet may I atleast get a cracker? I just need something in my stomach so I won't be nauseous. I really would hate to throw all 8 of these pills up " I said. My sister was sitting in the chair laughing at me. "Well your supposed to be on a liquid diet sweetie, but I don't blame you. Plus I don't want you to throw up and something happens because y'all are doing fine." She said. She left out and returned with a pack of saltine crackers and a sprite. "Your growing on me" she smiled while giving me the food. I opened the crackers and ate them. She opened the can of sprite for me. I took two small sips. She handed me all 8 pills. With the help of sprite I gulped them down. She told me she would call for my breakfast because she wanted Tj to eat. "I know your not getting food food, but still he needs something in his system we need this baby as strong as possible" she said "I'll be back to put him on the monitor around 10" "Thank you so very much" I told her.

After breakfast and Tj's monitor check, my sister and I watched tv. We ended up falling asleep. I woke up craving something sweet. My Aunt Debra dropped off the Ensure. I opened one and in my heart that was a piece of chocolate cake!

My mom continued to come and check on us before she went to work. My sister stayed with me the entire time, over night and all. She had her little bag packed and her snacks with her. She was suited and booted lol. My husband would pop in when he had a delivery across the street and when he got off work. My family would visit us as well. We even had the same nurses for the day and night shift! They requested Tj and I. They would come in the room just to put a smile on my face and pray for us. With this type of support, and with God on my side, I was hanging on for my little man. This was our routine for the next 6 days until.....

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