A prayer request

Yesterday afternoon/last night proved to be a more slightly eventful night than we planned for as we got to spend it in Bromenn's finest er.



And not because of babies . . .because of me.



Since we've come home from the hospital, I've been experiencing alot of discomfort in my right leg, as well as uncomfortable tightness in my chest when I would lay flat. The tightness would get increasingly uncomfortable as I moved to an upright position and then dissapate fairly shortly once I'm upright. It only returns once I get in a more prone position again.



So with worries of a possible blood clot, we called Dr. Nord and he sent me straight into the ER.



My mom was at my sister's in Goodfield and Ava was up at Gpa Prevo's in Gridley, so with needing to go straight in, the girls got to come along until Mom could meet us there.



Let me tell you, it is SO comforting taking your 5 day old daughters into an ER full of sick people with who knows what.

cough.

please note extreme level of sarcasm within that last statement.



Yet amazingly, God was in the details and the receptionist there had triplets of her own at home and when she saw us and talked to Ryan, arranged for us to be taken back to a closed off room within 5 minutes of arriving to wait for the Dr. and let me nurse the girls.



It made for a long wait all evening in one room . . .but at least I didn't have to sit there amongst who knows what with our little girls.



To make a LONG story short (or maybe that was just the evening that was so long), after an ultrasound of my leg and cat scan of my chest area, they cleared me of any blood clots.



That is good news.



Yet frustrating.



My leg is better this morning (at this point I think it may be a pinched nerve) but the tightness and level of discomfort is still there in my chest, especially as I transition for laying down to upright (even with sleeping pretty elevated).



I go into Dr. Nord's tomorrow and am hoping we can figure something more out then.



Yet, what is a little harder for me is the fact that for 24 hours I can't nurse.



I know it sounds sillly and just 24 hours.



But I've worked really hard to be able to nurse and had been feeling so thankful how well the girls were doing. That had been a huge answered prayer for myself.



To stop for such a period of time with them so little and give them bottles makes it hard not to worry how they'll do when we try to go back to nursing.



I am obviously pumping which should keep my supply up for them.



So I thought I'd throw everything out there and ask for your prayers.



Prayers, obviously, that everything with my chest discomfort/tightness can be figured out, addressed and resolved. It's not the most settling problem to be dealing with.



But then prayers, also, that these little girls can adjust yet once more and continue to nurse again well. I'm a little nervous how they'll do after the ease of the bottle. Yet I know they are little and that they completely are capable - it's just mommy nerves. : )


Oh, and if you wouldn't mind adding in a prayer that our girls didn't pick up any awful germs during their little adventure, I'd be extremely grateful as well.


Until then, I guess I go back to the verse God really spoke to my heart the night before the girls were born, Psalm 9:10. I love the American Standard's version of it:



"And they that know Thy name will put their trust in Thee. For Thou, Jehovah, hast not forsaken them that seek Thee."