My son, Edison Lyle
I promise I will write Edison's full birth story but for now I wanted to share a portion of it.
Moments after Edison was born I started bleeding, like A LOT! Actually, three times the amount of blood than the average woman is supposed to loose. It was a very scary situation, the doctors didn't know if my bleeding was coming from a tear or my uterus. So my doc who delivered Edi called in the OB and all the sudden all the nurses on the floor were in my room. The OB, Dr. Price (amazing man!) established that the bleeding was coming from my uterus and they proceeded to push hard on my stomach which HURT! I started to cry and panic (thanks to Heidi for bringing me back to calm) wondering what was happening. I thought Edi was in trouble cause he only whimpered out of the womb, I had no clue it was me they were worried about. All the sudden Dr. Price came to my side and calmly made it clear to me that I wasn't okay and either I suck like I've never sucked before on laughing gas right now or I get wheeled in ASAP for surgery. They had to stop the bleeding which meant aggressive pushes on my stomach which was unbelievably painful (apparently there was even blood on the stool in the room, blah!). So right then I grabbed the gas and sucked and they pushed and it was hell but they got the clots out! Literally PRAISE GOD!
I was on that table for what felt like forever (2 hours) after the birth and all I wanted was my baby, I had no clue I was walking the road of a possible blood transfusion.
After they got the clots, the scare was over and I was finally stitched up, cleaned up, hooked to more Oxytocin and got to hold my boy! My gorgeous, handsome stud of a man. Little did I know that my doctor was explaining the whole situation to my parents at this time out in the hall and then asked them not to tell me the severity of what had happened. They kept me over night and watched me like a hawk because if my morning blood work didn't come back good I'd need a blood transfusion for sure Mother's Day morning. Again praise God that the results were good and I was discharged to spend a great Mother's Day evening at home!
The reason I post this now is because my doc made it clear that my recovery will be much longer than the average woman's. It will take my body months to recover fully from the blood loss. I'm supposed to allow others to help me on a consistent basis and not be shy to ask for help. I need to sleep lots, take an iron supplement and drink tons of water. My body will NOT spring back from this quickly, it will be SLOW, so very slow.
So please, if you're wanting to meet my son I'm thrilled but you must be patient with me. Please don't stay over for extended amounts of time, please don't show up, please don't have expectations of me, please realize that I'm recovering and offer me some space (and food!!!).
But did I LOVE my labor and delivery? YES! I really did. No lie! I even told Cam that I'm absolutely doing it again! I think next time though I'll do without the blood clotting scary thing.
Going to nap now, Cams making me :)
N.
By the way, the nurses and doctors at surrey memorial are AMAZING!!!!!!!!
1 comment:
Oh Nicole! That's super scary. My sister also bled but definitely not as severe as you. Praying for a smooth and uneventful recovery. Means more opportunities to nurse & cuddle your son!!
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