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IV's IV's IV's

Well finally! After 2 ruined veins from iron infusions, they have finally listened to me and prepared an IV specifically for my 3rd and finally iron infusion. Iron infusions are not a common accreta practice in most places. The hospital I am at is a research hospital. Every accreta patient (other patients as well) is a trial and error. An accreta sister who delivered here 8 months ago never had the iron infusions, it's a new thing. They know iron wrecks havoc on the veins but they've tried an 18, 20 gauge needle and ruined both veins. Today they tried a 22 gauge (24 is a pediatric needle to give ya an idea of how small it is). I'll be back to report tomorrow if the vein becomes ruined. Granted I have sensitive yet stubborn veins, so I'm glad they have me to experiment on to help ease the process for a new mom who comes after me. 
I'm locked, stocked and double loaded :) 
My forearms have had 11 sticks. They are swollen, red and bruised. If tomorrow's IV is a bust then they'll remove the pink IV and keep the other one (blue, I thought that was cute :) ). No more sticks...until tomorrow for my type and match blood work, guess it won't end until I'm released :) . 
But baby and I are good. Contractions started up every 11mins this morning but they weren't anything to fuss over. My next ultrasound is Thursday. More baby pics!
A spiritual care woman just came to my room. She visits this floor every Tuesday. What a wonderful surprise :) . She prayed with me, such a small act with a big impact :) 

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