When we walked up to the hospital, our friend from our multiples class, Monique, was out front. She walked in with us and helped Amanda get into a wheelchair. While Dave was getting Amanda registered, Monique decided to wheel Amanda up to the second floor. They didn't hear the registration lady and Dave say "Wait, Come back!" Getting off the elevator it must have been quite a site for the nurses. Down the hall came Amanda in a wheelchair with her belly full of triplets and Monique pushing her, with her belly of twins (almost ready to be born). The teacher from our multiples class was on duty and asked Monique if she called all her friends from class to come visit her or something. (Monique had been there for a week and was bored while "trapped" at the hospital.)
They took Amanda to her room and started monitoring for contractions. Amanda was afraid this might be a bunch of hype for nothing. But they soon saw that she was having a lot contractions, some of them 3 minutes apart. The resident checked her out and agreed they were pretty strong and would contact her doctor.
Soon we heard those dreaded words we hoped never to hear, "Let's put her on the Mag." This referred to Magnesium Sulfate, a drug that is only given by IV in the hospital. It relaxes all of the smooth muscles in the body (sometimes even those in the eyes). It can have some really bad side effects, so they closely monitor everything while you are on it. Because of the muscle weakness, they don't let you out of bed except for restroom breaks. They started with a booster dose (bolus) right away. Amanda felt like fire was going through her veins, far worse than any fever. Fortunately, this was only for about 20 minutes, then they dropped down to a dose 3 times lower. Amanda did experience the weak muscles and being hot she was told about. She felt like she was in a deep fog, but was surviving OK on the medicines. Luckily, her eyes were spared and she could see fine.
The good news is that the contractions stopped almost immediately after the Mag was started. If labor couldn't be stopped and the babies would have been born at this point, they wouldn't have survived. It was a scary time, to say the least. The doctor had a couple of options to treat Amanda, but decided to use the "big gun" in case the other option wasn't strong enough. Amanda was also given a second medicine, Indomethacine to also help stop the contractions (she was given this after her cerclage, also). She was prescribed 7 doses of the Indo and 72 hours on the Mag. The first night, Amanda had to sleep with a blood pressure cuff on one arm, which took measurements every hour. On the other arm, she had both IVs running in and a pulse oximeter on her finger (this measures pulse and oxygen levels; it makes you look like ET with its red light on the end). Somehow she managed to get a little sleep with being this wired but not much.
As stressful as this all sounds, God really gave us His peace that everything was going to be ok. This was further reinforced when many of our neighbors, friends and Amanda's parents were able to quickly clear their schedules to watch Alyssa. This freed Dave up to be at the hospital as much as possible to be an advocate for Amanda. When you are in the hospital, you really need someone there for you!