Hello everyone! It's been a week since the last time I wrote a blog sharing my early routine in preparation for labor. Yet who would have thought, I will be delivering my baby boy the next day?
June 13, 2024, as instructed by my OB-gyne, I visited her clinic for a follow up check up. The night before, I didn't have a good sleep as I felt so uncomfortable. Tried all sleeping positions but none worked. Just ended up sitting on the couch and had a few minutes of sleep from time to time.
I kept on taking photos as I wanted to have some memories to look back on. This was taken minutes before leaving home.
The Doctor's Advice
While traveling, I was chatting with my husband as if there would be no changes, I might be scheduled for Caesarean. Yet we agreed that in case, we will choose on Sunday so my sister in-law can accompany me.
The waiting time at the clinic was not that long. After a short conversation and checking my cervix; Les, you should be scheduled for CS, there is still no sign of dilation, yet your baby is ready. My Doctor says.
I felt nervous yet managed to ask if it could be this coming Sunday.
No, it should be immediately, now. There is chances that your baby might poop in your tummy if we will prolong the procedure.
It was only my niece, @Asiaymalay daughter who was with me. I tried to call the husband, yep he is not here but I just wanted to. I had such mixed emotions in me that I felt like crying. Thus, since he is working the night shift, he is unable to answer.
What to do then? Trying my best to talk normal though I am in the verge of crying, I called my sister in-law to bring my things at the hospital. I already readied it a month ago.
The procedure
After the call and series of instructions to her, I went to the hospital where my OB is affiliated for admission. Ever since I could remember, I have been an independent type of woman but not to the point that I will be admitting myself at the hospital 😬. Jen, my niece, was thankful she was there as she is the one who bought all needed medicines and others.
Checking if I have allergies in medicines through a skin test.
My first time having dextrose in my 34 years living. After that I was wheeled for the meantime to the room as my operation was scheduled at 1PM.
I was just silently waiting, trying to think why? I mean the whole duration of pregnancy, everything was normal. Yet, why is this happening now?
Just like that, the time came and the hospital staff took me to the operating room. As the nurse on duty asked me some questions and the other one administered medicines through IV drip, I felt a strong urge of nausea. I am not sure if it was a side effect or too much nervousness. In fairness to the nurse, he was kind and tried his best to make me feel better.
My sister in-law also arrived and she stayed with me at the lobby of O.R. until I was wheeled to the operating room.
My experience, thoughts during the operation
It was Cold! Lying on my back at the operating table with only a lab gown and cold temperature gives me a feeling of dying. Nope I was serious, seeing those lights, machines and uncomfortable feeling?
Hi, Les, are you ready? My OB asked me as she introduced her team, Anesthesiologist, Pediatrician and nurses as assistants. They were talking casually which I am thankful for as it gives me a relaxing feeling.
Okay, Mrs. On your side and bend your knees, like form your body into letter C. The Anesthesiologist instructed yet I felt my body so heavy that I could move properly. With the help of the nurse, I did after a while.
Do not move, I will be injecting the anesthesia now, and bla bla. I was expecting it to hurt but nope it's not. I only felt my lower body start to feel numb that when she instructed me to lift my legs, I couldn't.
Then a curtain was placed to cover my lower body for me not to see the operation. Machine that monitors my blood pressure etc was also attached to my body. The Anesthesiologist stays with me, I mean above my head as she is monitoring. I felt so groggy yet, I accidentally saw on the mirror reflection my bloody tummy, flesh opened it looked red and pink. In order to save myself from the horrific scene I decided to look away.
However, I felt the Doctor near me move and seemed like they were all into something. Immediately, I looked at the reflection and saw my baby's head poking! They are already trying to get him out! Called it mothers' instinct or courage as I manage to watch the whole time, didn't blinked not until they finally get him out and I heard a loud cry!!
Congatulations, it's a BOY! as the Pedia presented my baby to me.
Doc, we he complete? That was my answer as I haven't undergone CAS.
He is! he said and me after checking immediately went to the other room. After that everything went blurry but I am awake.
And my baby boy! I was wondering why the Doctor didn't let us have skin to skin contact. Later I did know that he already pooped inside my tummy so he needed an immediate treatment. Not only that but delivered with cord coil.
Undergoing in CS was never easy, what more recovering after? Also as you can see my baby still had a hip-lock since he needed treatment for seven days (antibiotics). I was drawn into physical pain, yet just looking at him, hearing his cries and seeing those cute smiles? You are worth in every pain my baby!
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