Let me continue from my last blog post...
My contractions were stopped and I was able to call my husband and the biological parents of the babies so they could get to the hospital in time for their new arrivals.
The doctor had come into the room right after my water broke and told me they were aiming for a C-section in 1/2 hour, and the biological parents lived about a half and hour from the hospital. My husband and I live very close to the hospital, and my parents live just a few blocks from us, so they came to be at the house with our kids and Eric was able to get to the hospital to be with my very quickly.
The time between my water breaking and my husband getting to the hospital was all sort of a blur. There were many nurses coming in and out, and talking to me about what was going to be happening next and my doctor came in and out of the room to talk with me a few times. I just can't even remember all of the people coming in and out of the room, or what they all said.
I do remember that after my husband was there and dressed in the scrubs he had to wear in the OR, the doctor came in and asked my husband to call the parents and, see if they were close, because she said we needed to bring me to the OR. He called, and luckily, they were walking down the hall to our room at that moment! I think they must have sped a little :-)
I was then wheeled to the OR and moved to the OR bed. I am sure the doctor's were telling me lots of things that I should have been paying attention to, but the only things going through my mind were 1. Praying for the babies to be healthy, and 2. Praying that I would be ok and not feel any of the cutting (eek- I was so nervous about that).
After I received the medication to ensure I wouldn't feel anything, I was given an oxygen mask and they strapped my arms out to the side of me (I did not like that- it made my shoulders and back hurt).
Then, with Eric at my head, and the biological parents standing in the open doorway of the OR, I guess they began the C-section. I say "I guess", because I did not know they actually started. I was so consumed in my prayers and worry, that I did not realize things would go so quickly.
I remember asking Eric if they had started yet, and he said, " yes, I think they are taking the first baby out now". WOW! I was surprised and filled with suspense. I could also see the parents standing in the doorway on my left side and when I looked over at them, the mom was standing in front of the dad and she had her hands up covering her mouth and looked both nervous and excited. All I could do was just keep praying that her babies were healthy. I listened to the doctor as I heard her announce that the first baby was a... BOY! The doctor handed the baby to a nurse who took and wrapped him up and handed him to his mama! I don't remember hearing him cry, but the mom brought him over to me and showed him to me. She said, with a smile, "His name is William, I think" (Later she told me that she said "I think" because they didn't know what the other babies gender was yet so she was not positive that was his "final name".
The doctor then announced the other baby was a... BOY! I don't remember him being brought over to me, or him crying.
Both of the babies were healthy though and were able to be held right away. I was SOOOOOO... relieved! That is all I wanted for the parents and their kiddos. I just wanted them to be a happy, healthy family! That made my heart so happy!
Well, I was still on the operating table and I don't remember all the details, but I do remember that my neck, chest and back were so tight I could hardly breathe. I had to have Eric rub my shoulders so hard to help relieve the pain and help me breathe. It was terrible not being able to move my arms during this.
I overheard that doctor tell the a nurse to get the blood that they had ready for me. She also told the nurse to go have more "sent up". The doctor also leaned over the top of the curtain that was draped in front of me and told me that I needed a blood transfusion. She was very soft and calm when she spoke and I just remember not being too alarmed at this announcement. I could feel God's presence with me and could feel that things were going to be ok.
After that business was done, I was taken back to my room and I believe I fell asleep. I remember waking up a short time later to a nurse in the room, and Eric was also still there, but falling asleep in the chair. I told Eric he should go home so my parents could go back home. After all, it was Thanksgiving and I know my mom had a lot to do in the morning and I knew that she would be tired after having to get up and go to be with my kids in the middle of the night.
The next morning, my husband brought my kids to see me at the hospital (on their way to celebrate Thanksgiving with both of our families), and my 3 year old son saw me and the first thing he said was, " Are the babies out of your tummy?". "Yes", I said. He continued, to ask in excitement, "Can you chase me now?". -- If he only knew how excited I was to be so much closer to being able to chase him again! I couldn't wait until I was fully healed and ready to run after that sweet little boy!
My family left, and I spent a lovely, quiet next few days in the hospital.
This post is getting long! I will continue again on the next blog...
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