Another day, another appointment

One of the very first things the doctor said to me at my appointment today was "I've been thinking a lot about you lately." My response? "Well, I suppose that's better than not thinking about me at all."
Apparently, I'm a "complicated" case. All my little ailments (big baby, fibroid, etc.) keep adding up. I guess we can now add high blood pressure to that list...maybe.
I had a non-stress test this morning before going and seeing the doctor. For those who don't know what a non-stress test is...it's a test done at labor and delivery. A nurse hooks up a contraction monitor and a little device that monitors the baby's heartbeat. Sometimes, I also have a blood pressure cuff on. And then we sit and wait. The point is to watch the baby. If the baby moves and the heart rate rises, that's good.
Up until this point, we've had no problems with the test. The little peanut is normally moving up a storm. This morning? Not so much. We moved me around and I drank a ton of water before he finally felt like giving us a show. The nurse, who I'll admit was not one of my favorite people of the day, just so happened to put the blood pressure cuff on the arm I was laying on. Well, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that the results would turn out to be high. One of the first things I did when we got into the doctor's office was ask if they would take my blood pressure again. They did and of course it was much more normal. Still, the damage was done.
Thanks to the high pressure I get to do a 24-hour urine collection. It's as gross and horrible as it sounds. I will be staying home Tuesday the entire day to do it. The lab will then measure the protein in my urine. I didn't have any today, but they need the full 24 hours to see what exactly is going on.
I go back to the doctor on Thursday.
At this point, we have no clue what's going to happen. Baby looks good...just big. If I do indeed have problems with blood pressure (which I don't think I'm going to) then we could have a baby in the next week or so. If not, the goal is to make it to 38.5 weeks -- that's just three weeks away.
My doctor is still trying to decide what's best for me and the baby...a vaginal birth or a c-section. A vaginal birth brings a few more risks for the baby, being that he's big. But a c-section brings more risks for me because of the fibroid and the chance of bleeding. Right now, the tentative plan sounds like it would be to do a casual induction on me. They'd give me the meds and break my membranes, but the doctor wouldn't let me labor for hours. If I wasn't progressing, they'd immediately go to a c-section. However, she also mentioned the possibility of a scheduled c-section. We're kind of in a wait and see mode. She told Dan and I to talk it over and figure out the direction we'd like to take. We already have and we've decided to go with whatever she recommends.