The whatever in my cervix was gone on Wednesday's ultrasound, but now there's something outside the uterus, like it's attached to my scar. They don't *think* it's what they were previously seeing in my cervix, but it's possible -- my normally-retroverted uterus has now flipped forward, so everything looks different. Dr. Boss thinks it is probably not an abscess in the absence of an elevated WBC, so I'm to go back on Wednesday and look at it again. Bleeding started again on Sunday but stopped yesterday, so who knows. I'm running a fever at the moment, but I also have a nasty cold that's about to turn into an asthma flare-up, so it could just be that.
Andrew clocked in at a whopping 12 lb 15 oz -- that's a gain of a pound and a half in two weeks, which is pretty impressive. I'm reasonably sure he weighs more now than ever before, and he feels so nice and solid when I pick him up. He's slept better at night the last couple days, although naps are a disaster. Supplementation is down to about 8 oz of formula a day, so the Reglan has made a definite difference.
The cold has sapped the last of my enthusiasm for, well, anything. I'm probably going to have to start on steroids tomorrow, since my peak flows are going rapidly downhill. I do have some on hand now to start whenever I need them, so at least I won't have to go into the urgent-care clinic for a steroid shot. Happily, the kids don't seem to have gotten it, although Andrew's a little stuffy, and they've been just as happy to have a pajamas-and-TV day.