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Stupid Infection

My urine culture came back fine, but apparently I have bacterial vaginosis again.  Yeah, I know- YUCK.  I had this throughout my pregnancy with Paisley but it caused a bit of a smelly discharge then.  This time around, it isn't causing any of its typical symptoms which means that either a.) it's really early on that we caught it  OR  b.) it's been there for a while because it's being sneaky. 

Either way, I'm almost positive the antibiotics won't treat it again and it will continue to be there until Deuce is born.  After I had Paisley, it just went away on its own.  But of course, it carries with it that ever so frustrating increased risk of premature labor and rupture of membranes.  And I've been having that stupid irritable uterus feeling for the past 3 days.  (Less now than Thursday's trip to get an ultrasound, but still enough to terrify me.)

And if you do the math, I have either 11 days or 9 days until viability.  So cut the crap, vagina.  You are definitely not coming into contact with any bacteria right now.  I'm giving you antibiotics now to get you well.  Just stop giving me things to worry about all of a sudden!

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  1. kkasunApril 7, 2012 at 5:24 PM

    I hope it all works out! That I scary.

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  2. SarahApril 7, 2012 at 7:45 PM

    I can't imagine how worried you must be...and it's so much easier said that done, but try to have faith that it's going to be OK :) We'll be saying a prayer for you guys, but I have no doubt it'll be OK!!

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  3. FaithApril 8, 2012 at 3:00 PM

    I hope your vagina listens to you - lol! Pregnancy is such a weird thing. Hang in there - I have no doubt all will be ok!

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