OK, here goes. I went to work Wednesday morning (11/24),
to yet another chorus of co-workers walking by
saying, "Are you still here?" Since it was the day
before Thanksgiving,I was planning on leaving a little
early. But in mid-morning I started feeling "flu-ish"
- a little achy all over, and a bit feverish.
I e-mailed my boss that I was going home to lay down
and was annoyed that I may be getting the flu right
before I was due. I left work at 12:15 p.m.
I got home, ate lunch, and laid down.
I drifted for a couple of hours,
and I woke up feeling moderately to
heavily crampy. Just general AF like cramps,
a continuous sensation - not waves.
I got up to use the bathroom at 3 p.m.
and had a sizeable amount of bloody mucous.
Hmmm....
I thought.
Can mean something, can mean nothing.
I called DH to tell him. My cramps
continued, and around 4:30 I noticed that
my cramps seemed to get bad for several seconds,
then subside a bit. I wondered if they might be ctx.
I thought labor ctx would be real dramatic and obvious -
these weren't. I called DH to tell him he probably
ought to get home just in case. He was home around 5:00,
and I started telling him when I had these
stronger cramp sensations. He timed them for a few
and they were 4 - 6 minutes apart. Now, we're
supposed to call the Dr. when they're 5 min apart,
but that's supposed to be several hours after
I've been having ctx!
This was just an hour or so.
I decided to call the Dr., but felt silly about it.
I told him what I was experiencing,
and he said go ahead to the hospital
to be checked for labor.
Got to the hospital around 6.
She checked my cervix, I was still 3 cm
and 70%. That's what I'd been at my
Monday appt. She hooked me up to
external fetal and ctx monitor, and
said she'd check me in a hour or
so, and if no progress, I'd be going home.
I laid there 30 min or so,
then felt what I thought was the K-Y jelly
she used when checking my cervix oozing out.
I had DH get me some t.p. to wipe it - it wasn't mucousy,
just wet. I didn't think another thing about it
before more came out - and more, and more.
I realized my water was breaking.
We called the nurse and she did the paper strip
test, and sure enough that's what it was.
She checked me and I was up to 5 cm.
I then knew I was at the hospital to stay.
I'd been dealing w/my ctx pretty well.
They were painful, but not unbearable.
I was ready to use the multitude of techniques
we'd learned in classes - walking around, hot
shower, hands and knees, back massage from DH, etc.
And then our by-the-book nurse informed me that
since my water broke, I could do nothing
but lay on my side. Nothing. Couldn't lay on my back.
Couldn't lay on my other side. Couldn't sit
up. NOTHING. Now, DH and I spent hours and hours
in class and NEVER heard this. But she wouldn't
budge. After about another hour or two of ctx,
I was in such excruciating pain and so frustrated at my
inability to do ANYTHING about it, I asked for an epidural.
I was so mad at her at this point - I was just
crying from frustration. I felt dissappointed
that I decided to get an epi, but I felt so helpless!!!
Laying on your side for several hours is NOT
a good position to deal with pain!
The anesthisiologist was in soon and
gave me the epi, and immediately I felt better.
But then... all heck broke loose...
I guess it was the effect of the epi, I'm not sure.
By now the nurse shift had changed and I liked the new
one better. The Dr. (not mine, but the one on call)
was there. About 10 minutes after getting the epi,
the Dr. and nurse were re-positioning me to get the
h/b on the external monitor.
What follows, I was unaware of.
I was kind of spaced out at this time.
Apparently she lost the fetal h/b
for a minute or more, after it had
plunged to 80. My blood pressure had plunged
to 70/40. I went from wanting a
natural birth to having the following attached
to me: The epi, a blood pressure cuff, an internal
fetal h/b monitor, an internal uterine pressure
monitor (for ctx), a bladder catheter, a IV with fluids,
antibiotics, and ephedra to bring my b/p up,
and an oxygen mask. I was TOTALLY frustrated and spaced out.
Wonderful DH kept saying everything was
fine, I had no idea how concerned the Dr. and nurse were.
GOOD THING!
But after about 10 minutes, fetal h/b
and my b/p were normal again.
They eventually took that oxygen mask
off my face which was much more comfortable.
I should mention at this point that I had a slight
fever when I got to the hospital, by now it
had climbed to above 100.
Family had been there for a while,
and had been sent out during the
chaos. Once all was stable, they came
back in. We chatted for a few more hours.
I started feeling the pressure
from the ctx, but no pain. As it got
progressively more uncomfortable,
I sent my family out. The nurse was
checking me about every hour and I
was dialating about 1 cm an hour.
After about 2 a.m., she had me push a
couple of times to get my cervix
to fully open. I was 9-10 cm,
but those couple of pushes put me at a
solid 10 cm. She said get ready for 1 -
2 hours of pushing. We got started...
Dr. was back in the room by now. Every minute or so
I had a ctx, and I could feel them coming.
I was NOT in pain, but uncomfortable.
We would push about 3 or 4 times each ctx,
VERY hard. That's why I have
black eyes in the pix of me posted!
The pushing did it. I didn't use the
mirror - I just didn't want to see it.
But lo and behold, after only 27 minutes of pushing,
the head was out!
We were SO excited at this point!
About to meet this baby and know its gender!
Dr. spent about a minute
suctioning its mouth and nose,
then just eased it out - it didn't require another push.
Baby was back to us, and we looked down and saw
that little scrotum between the legs - A BOY!
I was kind of in shock.
I had really thought I was having a girl!
They put him on me right away, and we talked
and looked at him for a couple of minutes.
They took him over to the bassinet to clean and assess him.
In the meantime, Dr.delivered the placenta, and I had him
show it to me. It was neat!
If you can handle it, I recommend it!
I could see in a distant mirror that blood was pouring
from me like a fountain. POURING. I asked Dr., is that
normal? Apparently not! He just mashed my abdomen
a few times though and it stopped. He had given me an
episiotomy, so he spent the next few minutes stitching it up.
They then brought Trevor back to me. We tried to b/f,
but he wasn't interested.
They had taken his temp at the bassinet - 100.4.
Nurse told me we had just a few minutes and
they were taking him to the nursery due to his fever.
Family came in, passed him around, and in 20
minutes he was gone.
His fever when he got to nursery was 101.4.
I was SO WORRIED at this point.
My fever was now 102. I could tell by the nurse's face
that this wasn't good. They took their sweet time getting
me to a post-partum room,
and when I last checked his fever was still
high. It's about 5 a.m. by now, and
I'm exhausted. My temp had returned to 98.6.
DH was still with me and we
were crying and praying. I knew I had to sleep
and that it would make the next couple of hours pass by
quickly. I asked for sleeping pills
and they gave them to me.
I sent DH home, I was in a semi-private and
he couldn't stay. I drifted off in tears.
I woke at 7:30, and immediately called the nursery.
I asked about the Young baby, and the nurse
was like, "he's fine." I asked if that meant he
had no fever, and apparently
it dropped to normal within a
couple hours of delivery. I WAS SO RELIEVED!!!!!!!
I called DH to tell him.
He was too. I had them bring
him to me immediately and we breast fed.
Never have I felt so happy
and relieved to see someone!!!!
I'm tearing up just thinking about it.
His pediatrician had ordered some blood tests to grow
cultures to check for GBS (I am group-B strep +)
and E. Coli. He had Trevor on
2 antibiotics for the next 2 days.
Sure enough, in 48 hours the cultures were negative!!!
He hasn't had fever since, and we came home
Saturday afternoon.
We're doing well! B/f is going pretty well.
He's already above his birthweight!
They like babies to get back to their birthweight
in 2 weeks, and he did it in 4 days!
That's my BOY!!!!
I'll be around more telling you how it's going now
that we're home - but that's our birth story!
Take care all!
Andrea