Sayler's Grand Entrance
Monday, January 2nd DH and I got up around 5:30 a.m. to be at the hospital by 6:30 a.m. When we arrived, they took us up to L&D (you have to go through the ER first. Weird.) and immediately made me change. I really didn't have time to think. I laid in a bed and the nurse and her aid (a student, to whom I gave permission to be there) got me ready for the ER (IV's, shaving, general discussion and pep talk.)
When the anesthesiologist arrived at 8:00, I started to get super anxious. HIS part was the part I dreaded most of all. And for good reason. He called the doctor and next thing I knew I was being escorted into the OR and set up on the table. The student nurse was a lifesaver. She held and rubbed my shoulders and pressed her forehead against mine .. because I sat there for an exorbitant amount of time while the anesthesiologist struggled with the spinal. He stuck me over .. and over .. and over .. and over. I honestly lost count, and I could hear him mumbling behind me. He thought I would be easy because I was "skinny". They questioned whether I had any curvature in my spine (nope). They made me change to an Indian style position and he stuck me a few more times and had to move up my spine before he finally got it. It was excruciating to say the least, but I didn't shed a single tear and everyone seemed to marvel at my willpower. Puh. Baby girl was kicking the entire time, so I tried to concentrate on her. I have a nasty set of bruising on my back and my back itself hurts rather badly even now. I found out at my follow up with my OB that he told that anesthesiologist he was never touching another one of his patients again. That was nice. :smile: And a little amazing, because that guy has been there forever and has done practically EVERY spinal/epidural/etc that anyone has ever had at that hospital. He even did my first spinal (and that was a multi-stick, very painful situation too).
They brought DH in before the curtain went up, so unfortunately he has the memory of seeing me frog-legged and iodined up on the table, which I know disturbed him a little. My hand was free (yay) so he held it and this c-section went far better then the last. I hardly felt a thing this time, with the exception of the pressure on my chest in the end -- because it turns out baby girl flipped at the last minute and was no longer breech. At 8:53 she was born, and I heard doc say "Look at all that hair!" before I heard some of the most hilarious screeching from an infant I ever heard in my life. I didn't cry because I was too busy laughing. The student aide took pictures for us because DH didn't want to see blood and guts. He got to hold her for a few seconds and show her to me before they took her away from us.
It was at this point that things went opposite of how I would have liked.
I was in recovery until sometime after 10:00 that morning because my blood pressure spiked. While in recovery, we learned that Sayler was not being released from the nursery because she was "breathing rapidly", so I couldn't nurse.
I got to my room and only occupied it for about 10 minutes (long enough for a neonatologist to arrive and tell me that my daughter was being taken to the NICU for fluid in her lungs) . . . because my blood pressure got so high they immediately moved me to special room with special nurses who immediately put me on an hourly watch and some devil medicine that made me feel like hell.
If it wasn't for the kindness and caring of the nurses, I might have broken down and let everything get to me. When my spinal wore off, the pain was pretty intense. . . but it got a thousand times worse because they put me on pitocin. The pain medicine only helped a little and I never got a wink of sleep my entire stay in the hospital.
On Tuesday Sayler was moved back to the nursery. Her breathing is still on the fast side, but it is a common side effect of c-sections and they expect her to grow out of it. Good news. But my blood pressure was still insanely high -- bad news. They let her come stay in my room once I had been off the devil medicine for an hour, so around 3:00 or so I finally got my hands on her and got to take care of her (VERY difficult by yourself.. in a hospital.. in pain and barely able to get around).
Wednesday I demanded to go home. Seriously. They were going to keep me but I disagreed. My blood pressure had finally gone down and was maintaining a safe pace, so they negotiated with me and by 4:30 pm on Wednesday, we were rolling out of the hospital and going home. I still hadn't slept since Saturday night, but it would be easier to care for the baby in my own environment.
In summary, Sayler is doing great. She's an awesome baby. I'm still on the blood pressure medicine and I've been having more residual pain then I did with my first c-section but I'm getting through. DH has been a great help. I'm sleeping maybe about 4 hours a night so I've not been on the board much... just too exhausted. Hopefully I'll learn how to nap and I can be on more in future. :D
Re: Sayler's Grand Entrance
Desiree, that's awful! I'm so sorry your experience was so miserable. I'm really glad that you and Sayler are doing ok. Rest up, mama!
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congratulations! i'm glad things are going better for you, and hope you're feeling better now.
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Sorry it was so rough!
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