First picture with Brooke
5 hours later & I am finally getting to hold my little girl
Round 2 at the hospital for fever
Where to begin. I went in for my C-section at 9am on Tuesday September 22. I was in my room waiting for them to take me back. Finally, at round 12:45pm, they wheeled me back to get started. I have o say I was very nervous. Mostly about the spinal block. I got into the operating room & the anesthesiologist wasted no time sticking that needle in my back. Surprisingly, it did not hurt at all. Little did I know that this was the least of my worries. I was behind the blue curtain, just listening to what all was going on & waiting for Tony to come in. Tony came in and asked how I was doing. By this time I could feel pressure and tugging, but nothing worth mentioning. Then they said that I would feel some pressure. SOME pressure. They starting pressing down on my stomach under my ribs. They pressed down so hard that it took my breath away. I started crying and Tony kept telling me to breath. They kept pressing all the way down my stomach until Brooke was out. That was the worst pain I had ever felt. No one told me about that!! It was not fun. Tony was holding my hand and did very well making sure I was OK and breathing!! Finally Brooke was out and we heard her cry!! It was the sweetest thing I ever heard. It was not very loud and you could hear the fluid in her lungs. It was perfect. She didn't cry much at all. Tony left me and went to see Brooke. He cut her umbilical cord and after they got her cleaned up, he brought her over to me. I was still crying at this point! Tony brought her around the curtain so I could see her. I could not believe all of the hair she had!! It was black. She also had an olive skin tone, which was not what I was expecting at all. I thought she would be fair complected and bald!! She was the most beautiful thing I ever saw :) Tony leaves and they take Brooke to the nursery and start stitching me up. It's about 1:50pm when they finished up and wheeled me to the recovery room. I was already starting to get my feeling back and was in a little pain. They said no problem. We are going to get you on a morphine drip and you will not feel anything. So, I go in the recovery room and they give me some morphine. I felt it go in and it burned and then started itching, but I forgot to tell the nurses. I just sat there for about 10 minutes until they came back over and noticed the rash on my arm and figured out I was allergic to morphine. GREAT! They had to order another pain medicine and my IV was messed up, so they wanted to start a new one. A lady came to try and find a vein for 30 minutes, but couldn't. This whole time I could feel everything. They were pushing on my stomach to make sure my uterus was OK. This was horrible pain. I cringed every time they came over to do this, which was often because they noticed I had a blood clot. They had to keep pushing to get it out. During this time, about 4 other nurses, my doctor and an anesthesiologist were in the room looking and talking about my situation, but I had no idea what they were saying or what was going on. They gave me a shot of benadryl and phenagran because I was turning white and about to pass out. I still had no pain medicine and I kept hearing my nurses on the phone saying we have not been able to manage her pain since she left OR It is about 4:00pm now, and I still am in tremendous pain. I have not seen my baby or family and come to find out all they were told was I was allergic to morphine. The anesthesiologist decided to keep my IV in and flushed it out with something that made my whole arm feel like it was on fire. It was insane. Finally, around 5:00, I got Demerol and who knows what else and started to feel better. I seriously thought I was going to die. The nurse brought Brooke back so I could see her. She was just beautiful. I asked to see Tony and they finally let everyone come back to see me one at a time. Around 6:00pm I was in my room and holding my little girl. I don;t remember much at this point. I'm glad everyone took pictures, otherwise I would have no recollection of who came to see us! Who would have thought a simple hour procedure would have turned into a 5 hour one. I will never do this again!! Everything went fine with my stay in the hospital. I breastfed & also had to supplement formula. Brooke lost 10% of her weight. Any more & we would have had to stay longer. We got discharged in Friday September 25. We got home around 3:00pm and I ended up getting a fever, so we went back to the hospital at 7:00pm. My lower back was hurting and I was having bladder spasms. Apparently, Brooke thought my bladder was a punching bag throughout the pregnancy.Dr. Harvey said that she really did a number to it! They did urine & blood cultures because it sounded like I might have a bladder infection. They hooked me back up to an IV, pumped fluids and antibiotics through me. My fever went down and we were discharged again on Sunday around noon. Turns out my cultures were negative, so I have no idea why I had a fever. Finally, after 6 rough days, we were home!!!
