05-8-2008 - Had baby and have had a pretty hard time

My mood while writing this blog: Joyous

I took a nice slip on the bathroom floor the morning of July 25th. I went to my normal appt that afternoon. They rescheduled me for Monday to make sure I was ok. I had lost my plug in the fall and a ton of fluid. My fluid was 14, so they thought I was gonna be fine.

Monday, came and I went to my 10am appt. We got another U/S and the fluid dropped from 14 to 2.93. They called the L & D and we were off to the hospital. I was now an emergency. Once in the hospital, I was immediately hooked up to machines and a flurry of people came to my aid. I have to admit I was scared out of my mind. I don't like all those people around me and me not really knowing what is going on. My husband sat patiently on the chair next to the bed and held my hand as they painfully stuck me with my iv.

After the flurry, things settled and one lone nurse attended to me. She began with a ton of medical questions and explained that the hospital was full of emergencies and I was being worked into an OR room; so, relax she told me. YEAH, easier said than done at this point.

She proceeded to hook me up to the NST. And before we know it, 5 hours was gone and we still waited: One emergency after another. The nice nurse explained that a few mothers who were already in full delivery mode had more serious issues and we kept loosing our OR room. The NST showed that our baby was still stable and I was removed off emergency status. Well, we were spending the night.

By 6pm, both of us were starving and we received hospital food which to my surprise was actually really, really tasty. We were told that if all goes well that at 9am we were scheduled to deliver. However, 9am came and went. My mother and father came to see me and help us pass the time with idol chat. At 4pm, the doctor showed and explained that we were ready to go and I was moved into the OR and I received my Spinal. Wow what a drug.

July 29th, 2008 at 17:17 Ryder James was born. (9lbs 4 1/2 oz 20 in long) Albert snapped great pics as I lay there motionless. Everything happened so fast. Albert left my side to be by Ryder as they examined him. I listened to every sound and tried to understand everything. They brought him to me for a mere 25 seconds. I got to kiss his head and he was off to the NICU.

After surgery, I got to see Ryder. It was heartbreaking. He had tubes and wire all over him. I was told that he has lung issues and need oxygen. My recovery process was not so pleasant. I was returned to my room and I slept. I told Albert to get and be with our son. I need to sleep and rest. The doctors had me on some serious drugs.

On Thursday, I was finally able to move into a wheel chair to make my way to my son for the first time since delivery. I was very excited. Once, in the NICU things really hit me. Ryder was still hook up to all the wires; it made me cry. We were told he was gonna be fine and that slowly he was being taken off the oxygen. Sadly, I was too drugged up to even hold my son. The drugs made me shake uncontrollably and I was afraid I would drop him or hurt him.

I was release without Ryder on Friday evening. I still didn't feel good. Sunday morning we got a surprise call, we were able to take Ryder home. He is such a brave boy. Sunday night, Albert took first childcare duties, so I could rest more. All weekend I was sick.

I woke at 4:30 am unable to breathe well. I grabbed Albert and babe and we headed straight to the ER. My oxygen saturation was 85. I was admitted quickly. After 7 hours and several test later, we were told that my body has retained surgical water/fluids. My heart was enlarged due to trying to help me get rid of the retention. We were told this is common after c-sections. I was given more meds and sent home with instructions to return if symptoms return, which they did. I returned to ER and was given a CAT to see if a blood clot was the issue. The doctor told us I was going to be fine. He upped the meds again and told me to pump and dump my milk that I couldn't feed Ryder for 48 hours. I feel like someone has punched my ribs very hard, over and over. When I take a deep breath, it hurts more than my full boobs or my incision.

I still don't feel quite right. I am glad I have our roomie Jade to help out. I am on bedrest until Thursday. Albert has been on baby duty this entire time and has not bitched once. Ryder never cries. And Albert already has him sleeping 4 hours in the night. I know I will be ok. It just sucks that he is now a full week old and I haven’t been able to do much of anything. I still haven’t changed my first diaper. I have never been so sick in my life. I am sleeping upright in the chase. I am comfortable and miserable all at the same time.

Grandma and Grandpa came to see their grandchild at home.