A short hospital stay

We came to the hospital yesterday for Carrie's second iron infusion for the week.  During the infusion, she was experiencing some unusual/different contractions, so we went on up to the doctor's office.  She went ahead and admitted Carrie for observation.  She also thought it was a good opportunity to give her the steroid shots that help to accelerate the growth of the babies' lungs-- which requires hospitalization and observation anyway.  The contractions are not severe and the doctor will likely send her home tomorrow morning, Lord-willing.

While in the hospital yesterday, they went ahead and showed me (Gavin) through the NICU again to see some more preparations that they have made for us.  They actually had their first drill on Tuesday with all the doctors, nurses, and other medical personnel there to practice as if they were actually delivering the quints.  They said it was a bit amusing, since they had 5 baby dolls of several ethnicities-- not to be expected in reality!  They have everything figured out, it seems, even timing how long it will take to carry the babies from Carrie in the delivery room to the room where their "womb," or artificial preemie bed is.  Each bed is color coded, including the floors around them and the plugs for the equipment.  They're very ready for us!

The equipment lined up in the NICU

The "wombs" in the post-delivery room

Isaac has been having a great week, taking swimming lessons in the morning and then playing with a friend of his most afternoons this week-- he's there overnight tonight.  Thanks, Schlenkers!

We're just sitting here in the hospital watching the opening ceremonies for the Olympics-- kind of like what I imagine an acid trip might be like . . . .