I spent most of the day in waiting and recovery rooms at a hospital today, but thankfully for good reasons.
My wife is 13 weeks pregnant, but the doctor saw signs on Thursday that
what happened last time was just starting to happen again. There wasn't anything we could have done last time around, but because they specifically checked for it and caught it early enough this time around, there were steps they could take to deal with it, hence why I found myself in the hospital today.
To make a long story short, my wife is home and recovering nicely after a successful, preventative surgery. While it's not a sure thing, the odds that our kiddo will reach full term just went from something like nil to something like 80-90%. Oh, and as a nice bonus, we now actually know what happened last time and know that we'll need to deal with it in any future pregnancies as well, since up to this point, the doctors were never actually sure which one of several causes was responsible for what happened previously.
So, all around, It's been a stressful but good day.