Back in my post announcing Piper’s arrival, I mentioned that I would post about the delivery (specifically the c-section). Well here it goes.
After 16 hours of labour hearing the word c-section from my doctor really upset me. I really thought that the labour was progressing and that we would have a vaginal birth. Not to mention having surgery on anything makes me wanna cry.
Anyway, it took the nurses a while to get me ready for the surgery (an hour) and the entire time I was shaking like crazy from nerves. I had an epidural at around 3:00 p.m. and was told that I would be getting a spinal. Again, not looking forward to anything with needles.
So I am down in the operating room and Craig is waiting outside for the nurses to call him in. The spinal is done and IV is in place and in comes Craig. I was so nervous that I had my eyes closed. Then the procedure starts… AND I FELT EVERY SINGLE THING FROM THE FIRST CUT TO WHEN THEY FINALLY GOT PIPER THE HECK OUTTA ME! I am not even joking here. I didn’t cry but I did protest and kept asking the Doctor for a break, a breather to recoup from the effing pain. But apparently, once they start they need to get in and get out. Needless to say my eyes stayed closed.
I was squeezing Craig’s hand so tight it took days for the feeling to return. Once Piper was born I was injected with some other pain killer that literally shot me to the moon. Then and only then was I able to relax and according to my Doctor I became quite the comedian.
Craig left with Piper while they finished up the staples and I was none the wiser. Had no idea he had even left my side. At one point I heard (who I thought was Craig) say EWWWW and I yelled at him not to look down there! The staff got a kick out of it because no one else heard anyone say EWWWWW. *sigh*
When they say that you immediately forget the pains of childbirth, it really is true and it goes for the pain of this c-section as well. The thing about it all that bothers me the most is that I didn’t even open my eyes to see Piper nor did I get to enjoy hearing her first cry. I did hear it but I was so looped up on drugs that I didn’t get to take it all in. After being in recovery for a couple of hours I was wheeled back up to the maternity floor and right into the NICU to meet my Piper. She was in her incubator so I did not get to hold her.
Craig and I were both so exhausted and tried to sleep. Craig, of course, was able to fall asleep on the reclining chair in my room. I, on the other hand, had a terrible time sleeping. I finally woke him up at 4:00 a.m. because I had such strong desire to talk about our big day. Everything seemed so surreal and I felt as though I was going to wake up from the dream at any moment. Craig went to the NICU to see how Piper was doing and managed to talk a nurse into bringing her to my room so that I could hold her.
At 5:00 a.m. I finally held Piper – and it was beautiful.