March 5th, 2007, 01:23 PM
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Platinum Supermommy
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Join Date: Oct 2006
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Sunday night I was feeling really nauseaus and dizzy. I told my mom the next day and she called my doctor. I got in the shower while waiting for him to call back-which he ended up doing within the first few minutes I was in there. He said that I had to go in immediatly.
I went in and my blood pressure was 148/100 so he sent me across the street to L&D to have it monitered every 15 minutes for two hours. When that time was up, he came in and told me that he didn't feel comfortable with me going home even though it went down. He was afraid it'd go back up so he moved my induction date (which I didn't even know I had) from Thursday to Tuesday at 12 am.
My mom called my dad and told him and then went home and packed my things.
My mom came back with my dad because he didn't know where the hospital was but she had to wait for him to get off work.
I was moved from the monitering room to the delivery room at around 7 pm. I ate dinner and stayed awake until midnight. After the nurse came in and put the pill into my cervix, I asked for something to help me relax and sleep. I got that and the antibiotic for the GBS.
At 6 am the Pitocin was started and at 7, my OB came in and broke my water. Feels weird having warm water run down your leg.
I was asleep most of the day but I knew my sister and dad were there because they were poking at me and talking to me.
At around 12, the nurse came in and asked if I wanted an epidural. I told her not yet because the contractions weren't really bad. My OB came in at 1230 and ordered one to be started. I'm glad because at that point, the contractions were worse. Way worse.
It was started by a female anesthesiologist. Poor her. I snapped at her.
It worked for two hours and started to wear off in my left hip. There was a constant pain that got worse with each contraction. Another dose was ordered but the guy anesthesiologist squirted some on my face by accident. It squirted out when he took the cap off. He put what was left in the line and wanted to see if that'd work. No luck. My OB came back and said I had to have another one. The line was pulled out and another one was redone.
It was put mid-back because of my spina bifida in the tailbone. I wasn't told at which point in my back it started just the general area. My hands were tingly and the skin on my neck felt numb.
I slept until I got the big pressure feeling in my pelvis. I told my mom to get the nurse to check me because I didn't feel right. She came in and I was 9 1/2 cm. For five minutes I felt like I had to bm which I really did because it started to come out.
I then got the urge to push and I told my mom to get the nurse again. I was checked and I was ready to go.
I got to push a little to make him crown and my mom got to see. By the way, everyone was in the room.
I had to wait to push until my doctor got there to catch.
I had a lovely episiotomy and I could tell because I suddenly felt myself get all jell-o like down there.
After he came out, they set him on my chest and wiped him up then took him off to the table to get checked and suctioned and oxygen and what-not. Then I got to hold him for a bit before he left for the nursery.
I scared five years out of a nurse's life (or so she says). I got up before the epi wore off completely and had my mom help me to the bathroom. The nurse came in freaking out. I didn't fall or anything. I could feel my legs enough to walk. The only thing I couldn't feel was my hips.
Baby Nikolaus was born at 1602 on 27 Feb., 2007.
At the same time another lady gave birth.
I had to be there for 48 hours and so did the baby. The next day, I was walking Niko around and found out I was the only one with a boy. Like when my niece was born, she was the only girl.
There was a girl two doors down that I knew from the hospital I was in three years ago.
We couldn't go down one hall because the nurse said that there was a contact risk patient there. Come to find out, it was a friend of mine. Her daughter had Rotovirus and was coming out of stomach surgery.
I got to see her son for the first time and she saw mine through the nursery window.
That is my birth story.
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