Bed Rest but No Rest

We've been here for a little over a week now but it feels more like a year. Every day is a new milestone and, sometimes, a new emergency. When we found out, on September 19, that we were going to stay in the hospital for (potentially) several weeks on bed rest, we both thought that I would go crazy with boredom. Turns out, however, that bedrest for premature ruptured membranes is anything but boring. On a "regular" day I am hooked up to monitors every four hours, starting at midnight; we meet with the rounding med student at about 5:30 a.m., the rounding doctor at around 6:00 a.m., and the attending on duty at some point in the afternoon. In between those visits, we have an approximately one hour appointment in the diagnostic center every morning and we are frequently visited by multiple other doctors, i.e., the neonatologist who will care for the babies when they're born, doctors from the practice who follow us outside of the hospital, and doctors who happen to know us personally. All in all, bedrest is actually BUSY, and I barely have any time to actually rest. So . . . if any of you have called, emailed or sent flowers or treats and you have not heard from us, please know that we appreciate your thoughts and gestures so much, but we just have not had time to respond to everyone, especially not after the last few days . . .