Throughout the night, the contractions have gotten worse. At this point, I'm not sure what else they can do to stop the contractions. Meanwhile, I have two options of sleeping; sleeping on my left side or sleeping on the right side when the pain has subsided.
September 15: In the morning, they decide to give me an epidural. This leads me to believe that I will have Liam vaginally. Afterwards, I feel nothing and feel great! So, what do I do? I konk out! lol. I get the best sleep I've had in a while since the beginning of the ordeal. I have a little button to increase the dose to knock out any pain that tries to invade--nice!
Now, weeks prior to having Liam, I had decided that when I did deliver, I wanted to do it in style. I did have plan to doll myself, hair and make up done before coming to the hospita--hot shower, blow dry, make-up. My sweet husband brought my make up case to the hospital so I could still look good if pictures were to be taken.
WELL, after being in labor for almost 4 days, I was too "drunk" to put on make-up. I was woozy applying on make-up. I didn't even bother attempting eye-liner. I remember there being a mirror, but that probably didn't help because my eyes were half closed, they were so heavy. And forget about the hair! It was in absolute knots and hadn't been washed in 4 days! Oy! I remember putting on eyeshadow and giving up. I think I passed out yet again.
The next set of events were happened happened so quickly.
I woke up to Dr. M saying she was going to break my water. My blood pressure is not really coming down and I'm still having contractions. No panic yet. Warm gush. No panic. Then they say they were going to put a heart monitor on the baby's head. She fidgets with this for a few minutes. I think they manage to do this as I slip in and out of consciousness. Then I am hearing that they are having a hard time finding baby boy's heart beat. That's when things picked up.
The next thing I know is that the nurse is pulling out all my IV's connected to the machines. They start unlocking the breaks on my bed---in a very hurried pace. I am silent. No panic yet. I think I hear Brad being instructed to put on his scrubs.
Then they wheel me into the operating room. Drape goes up. I hear, "We need another nurse...where's the anesthesiologist?" I feel someone starting things, and then panic strikes.
I start shouting, "Wait! I feel everything!" I don't know what they are doing, but I feel like I have no numbing down there. I start screaming at this point that I am feeling pain (or maybe that was just pressure...who knows), and they tell me everything is all right. I plead with them that I can feel and they need to knock me out. Brad is not in the room, nor was he allowed since I was completely out. Then, I see a mask coming over me, and I breathe into it... everything goes BLACK.
I wake up in the recovery room. My throat is a little scratchy (from intubating me), and I hear Brad's voice. He tells me that Liam Isaac is 3lbs 2oz. I remember how happy I was that he was bigger that what they had predicted earlier (They had said he was 2 pounds 5 oz and 2 pounds 11 oz at one point), and then of course, I konk out!
I do not get to see Liam until 2 days later. My blood pressure is apparently still high even after delivery. Even though I was registering pre-eclamptic through the urine and blood test, I was abnormally so. Also, in the delivery room I had 2 OBs working on me. When they did the c-section, they found that my placenta had started to separate from my uterus wall, also known as a placental abruption. My OB said that it was a good thing events happened as they did, because it could have gotten worse. That is, it would have been more complicated if the placenta had completely seperated before the c-section. Otherwise, we would have both bleed to death. The angels were watching over us:)
I stayed in the hospital an additional 5 days thanks to my blood pressure being so high. I think towards the end, my blood pressure was due to "cabin fever." The pressure is much better now being in the comfort of my own home!
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Our L.I.L. Miracle Part 2
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