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I got to the hospital at 6:00 am for my scheduled c-section. My previous section was delayed by 8 hours, so I expected some delay.
Nope! By 7:00, I was prepped and waiting, which scared me. By 7:20, we were being walked to the OR. I was panicking - I just have not had good experiences with my sections before.
I get on the table, they start freezing and it takes a while to get the numbing agent to work. It does, they lay me down and immediately, my heart rate goes ballistic. Remember the part where I said I am "prone to odd medical complications"? Well, short back story: I had a heart condition from 1999 to 2008, called PSVT. (Supraventricular tachycardia - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia However, I had an ablation in 2008 and never experienced the problem again. Until I was laying on that table. So, of course, because they are trying to get baby out, the people at the bottom half of the table are working on that, and the people at the top are working on this heart rate. It came back down on it's own, and I was just anxious and nauseous during the procedure.
As they pulled baby out, he let out a cute squawk. I looked over at him as they brought him over and he was small. I knew immediately he was smaller than my other two. 6 pounds, 9 ounces, 19.5 inches.
Sewing me up took some time and then off to recovery. Joey was a bit shaky cause of the blood sugars, so I nursed while trying to stave off the effects of the Fentanyl. After a while, it was back to my room. Just as the last of that awful narcotic was wearing off, the heart rate spiked again. Of course, at this point, they had taken monitors off and no one was in the room, so none of it was caught on the records. But, there was a panicky call from me to the nurses, asking them to come asap to get it under control. I think the heart rate was above 200, but not for long. Anyways, I am not sure what made that happen. I thought that problem was now gone so it worries me a bit, but oh well.
The main part is, Joey is here!!! He's been sleepy and whatnot, but seems pretty happy and content for my third baby! Of course, my other two are super excited!
Thanks all! The hospital was pretty eager to boot me out - I had him at 8:28 Wednesday morning and was home by 10:30 Wednesday night. They assumed that 3rd kid=easy peasy, when in reality, I would have enjoyed the extra day! Oh well.