Tuesday, April 27, 2010

April 14th, 2010 3pm and after.....



So, we arrive at the hospital. We approach the outpatient desk and inform the worker that I am in labor. It takes her a few seconds, and then she starts breathing quickly...telling me that I have to be in a wheelchair. I inform her that I can walk and we follow her to a check in room. Linn is told to wait there to do paperwork while I am whisked away in a wheelchair to the labor and delivery room. We meet our first nurse. She is awesome!! She is very fond of natural labor. I tell her I will try my best. She tells me she will not put me in as an inpatient, so I do not have to have an IV in my arm. She goes through an hour of "check in info" on a computer and I am lying with a fetal heart monitor on my belly (along with a device to measure my contractions). She tells me that the contractions are irregular and that it would be best to walk around for awhile. Linn and I walk the hallways for at least an hour. I keep calling mom and dad to check where they are. Linn calls his family and they say they are on the way. Then the nurse urges me to take a hot shower, for this will help bring on my contractions. I take a shower for sometime, but it gets uncomfortable standing so much. I then ask to take a bath....I love baths. I take a bath for a few minutes, but their tub is extremely uncomfortable. My parents then arrive :). The nurse then informs me to sit on a "peanut". It is like an exercise ball. She says that my contractions will really progress. She was right!! I then tell her I am getting really uncomfortable. She suggests I get an IV drug for pain management. I am now in "inpatient status" and receive the dose of medicine....I feel woozy. It definitely calms me and makes me feel comfortable. However, it knocks out my contractions. I am stuck at 5 centimeters. A phone call is placed to my doctor, and she suggests starting Pitocin. Since Pitocin will bring my contractions on even stronger, I ask for an epidural. An anesthesiologist is called in to administer the epidural. It does not hurt much, just a bee sting. However, I feel the tube being placed down my back. My legs go numb. A little while later, the nurse comes in to tell me that I have to lay on one side or the other ( I can't lie directly on my back). In what seems like an eternity, my hip that I am lying on starts to hurt immensely. I ask for the nurse to come in and move me. She tells me I am fine. She finally decides to administer more medication from my epidural (after some coercion). Then, she thinks it would be a good idea to check how far I am dilated. She immediately says, "I guess I should have checked you before I administered the medication....you are more than 10 centimeters dilated". I had one word pop in my mind.....brilliant!! She tells me I can not push for hours now that I was administered the medication. (That's what she thinks). Evidently the reason I could feel pain in my hip was because there is a "hot spot" where the epidural did not take. I tell her moments later that I can push. She evidently doesn't believe me. She finally says, "well let's try and see if you really can push". I evidently was successful, because she told me she was going to call the doctor and have her on her way. She said it would take my doctor more than thirty minutes to get back "AAAUUUGHH". Well, after she arrives, I can start the arrival of my miracle.

Friday, April 23, 2010

4/14/2010 12:30-3:00 pm

So, today at work around 12:30 I started feeling "different". I don't know how to explain it, but I felt like my stomach was tight. I attributed it to the popcorn I had eaten earlier that morning. I told my assistant at school that I thought I might be going into labor, but I didn't want to get my hopes up. She reminded me to stay positive and just take it easy. I ate my "last lunch", which was a bowl of pasta with sauce. I text-ed Linn, and he said he was cutting the grass. I then taught a math class and a writing class. I kept running to the restroom, but still didn't know what was going on. When it was starting to get close to the end of the day, my assistant told me to stay inside and she would take the kids out for me. I called Linn and told him to take a shower, but that it probably was nothing. I told him not to call anyone, but I would talk to him again before I left school. After the kids left, I was walking towards the restroom, when a co-worker approached me and said "something was happening". I said "like what"? She said you are going into labor, I can tell it in your face. She suggested I stop by the Dr's office on the way home so they could check me. I was hesitant at first, but decided that it was a good idea. I called Linn and told him to meet me at the Dr's with our bags, just in case. When I arrived at the Dr's office, they led me back and Dr. Pearce was going to check me. She asked how far the contractions were apart, but I told her I wasn't having contractions, just tightness. She said I was 4 centimeters dilated and was having a contraction at that very moment! I had no idea! Linn walked in the door and was told the news. His face said it all! We were told to go over to the hospital. I asked the Dr, "are you sure you don't want us to go home first and wait until they are more regular". She told me that it was best to go over and they could see how close my contractions were. So, Linn followed me over to the hospital and my parents received the phone call that they had been waiting for on pins and needles....I was in labor!!