I woke up feeling great this morning. Dylan and I had breakfast together and did a crossword puzzle in the book that Stacie brought me. We were laughing and having a good time. It was an uneventful morning so far so Dylan decided at about 10am to run home, check on the dog, get some clothes, clean up, and then come back to the hospital. Shortly after he left, the day nurse came in and said, "have you eaten breakfast already." I had and told her so - just raisin bran and a piece of toast. I asked why - and she told me I was having a c-section in 20 minutes. 20 MINUTES!!!!! Holy cow. I started calling family - Dylan, Melody, my Dad, my Mom, and asked Dylan to call his Dad. They started prepping me for surgery - changed my IV fluids, shaved my belly and pubic area, inserted a catheter, and wheeled me into the c-section OR. I got onto the operating table and started getting prepared for anesthesia. They put the mask over my face and asked me to take 5-6 deep breaths. I did and by the fifth one I could smell the gas. The anesthesiologist asked me if I was getting sleepy - I said, "yessssssssss" and was out. I woke up in recovery with reflux pain and asked for bicitra. The nurse gave me hot packs and the PCA (patient controlled analgesia) button. I hit that a few times and got a nice shot of pain meds - but had to wait for the bicitra for the pain to go away. I snoozed on and off while there and waited for my room to become ready. Mel, my Mom, Dylan, my Dad and Justin, and others came to visit me. They wheeled me in to see Aidan, but I was so groggy and couldn't remember much. They took me again to see him before they wheeled me up to my room on the 8th floor. I touched his feet and watched him - he looked so small and vulnerable.
I got up to my room and slept a little while, then Dylan got comfy on the pull out bed and slept there overnight too. I had some jello and juice and slept on and off through the night.
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