On Wednesday we had a referral appointment with the high-risk pregnancy people from Shands Hospital in Gainvesville. Since part of the original problem is still there, my obgyn felt it best to get a second opinion, and she set up the meet with Shands. They, in turn, said the the remaining problem should work itself out, and as long as I keep to minimum activity (no marathons, no lifting of medium/heavy items, no stress, etc.) I should have no further trouble. They are, as they said, cautiously optimistic at this point. But I still have several restrictions in place (no long distance travel, no medium/heavy chores, no bending, and short errands only). So all in all, good news. We don't know the sex, since we want to be surprised. All we know is the baby is healthy and right on track. That's all that matters.
In the meantime, Big Dave will need to go down to St. Pete for a few days to check up on his dad, who is currently in physical and speech therapy in an ALF. He's making progress, but he's got a long, hard road to recovery ahead of him. I was really hoping to be able to go down there with Big Dave, but that's not possible, so I'll have to settle for sending a get well card.
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