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Apr 6 / Amy

Recovery: Day 1 – The Revolving Door

[ I realize this is way late, but hey, better late than never, right? ]
So, after we decided to let B go to the nursery at 3:45 am to let us get some sleep, they brought him back at 6 am.  Man, we were exhausted!

I’d always heard “the hospital is the last place you can get rest”, but it’d been many years since I was actually a patient in the hospital.  That was most certainly the case the day after delivering B.

Once B was in the room, it seemed the door became a revolving one with everyone in and out of our room.  We had a visit from one of the lactation consultants, one of the pediatrician’s from the practice we selected stopped by to provide a report that everything looked good during B’s first check-up, and of course our family members were dying to spend some time with the little guy.

Josh’s mom, Granny, and Granny’s husband all stopped by to see, hold, and take pictures of B, since it was a late night and they didn’t get a chance to spend much time with us.

B and his Gran

B and his Gran

B and his Great Granny

B and his Great Granny

As they were leaving, Josh’s dad came in for a visit.

B, Pops, and Josh

B, Pops, and Josh

While he was here, the hospital photographer came by to take pictures and attempt to sell us a package.  We’d been planning on taking photos with Mini Photo Sessions, so we let them take pictures, but had no intention of buying.  We told her we’d think about it after she went through the ridiculous pricing options, and she went on her way.  Side note, they asked for our email address to send us the link to view the slideshow, and at the same time opted me in to their Mom365 database for emails…which I get almost every other day…

After the photographer left, we spent a little more time with Josh’s dad before my parents arrived.  My mom was dying to “hold the baby” and my dad was rocking a “Proud Grandpa” hat – they’d been waiting for this moment for YEARS.

B and his Nanny

B and his Nanny

Grandpa and B

Grandpa and B

Not too long after they arrived, another doctor came in to tell us they were ready to take B back for a procedure.  Josh had walked his dad out, so he wasn’t around, but he made it back just before the nurse came to get B.  Since B wasn’t in the room, my parents and J decided to go get food.  I thought I’d take the opportunity to pump, since no one was around.

Within 7 minutes (while I’m pumping mind you), the following people knocked on and attempted to enter the room:

  • Flower delivery (guy actually tried to come into the room until I firmly asked him to just leave the flowers on the floor by the door)
  • Lunch service (I asked if they could come back in 5 minutes)
  • Environmental Services (to clean the room)
  • The hospital photographer (that couldn’t take a hint we didn’t want the photos)
  • One of my nurses

I couldn’t believe how many people were attempting to get into the room at once, and of course when I obviously wanted some privacy!

After all of that, while Josh and my parents are still gone, the nurses come back to tell me that they’re going to take out my catheter (which they said they’d do after I ate lunch….which didn’t come back in 5 minutes, so now I’m tired AND hungry – not a good combination).  I brought up that I hadn’t eaten yet, and one of the nurses commented that I’d sent my lunch away – which was so not true.  They promised to bring me my food after we finished.

I won’t go into the gory details of the removal, but I did not enjoy the process of standing up for the first time in 24 hours after having a c-section.  It was hard and it hurt!  I just wanted to lay back down.  While we were taking care of the catheter, my parents and Josh returned and were waiting in the hallway when a friend of mine came for a quick visit.

When I was crawling back into bed, my IV in my hand came out and started leaking.  It wasn’t in solidly to begin with as they hit a wall in my vein the day before, but I’d been curving my hand to make sure it flowed correctly – no big deal.  Well, they informed me that they couldn’t just take it out since I still was attached to an epidural providing me fluids – they had to start a new IV, that I’d keep for 4 hours.  *shakes head*

While the new IV was being introduced to my left arm, B came back to the room after his procedure.  They were explaining to Josh how to care for B, and I wasn’t able to pay attention.  They’d also just brought my lunch to my room, but I couldn’t eat since I was in the middle of getting a new IV.  And it was at that moment I lost it.

Yes, I completely lost it.  All of the above had taken place before 2 pm, and I was going on maybe 3 hours of sleep.  I was in pain.  I was exhausted. I was tired of being poked and prodded. I was tired of having my blood pressure taken what felt like every hour. I was tired of people coming into my room when I just wanted to rest!  I broke down into tears.  Poor Josh was trying to pay attention to B and the nurse while I was having my breakdown.  I felt bad that I was feeling this way, but I couldn’t help it.

My nurse offered to put a do not disturb sign on my door, and I took her up on it.  My parents decided to leave, and I apologized for being in such a bad mood. I took some pain medication and took a nap.  It was definitely great to get some sleep, I woke up feeling MUCH better.

My friend Monica stopped by to visit B and brought some snacks along with her.  She ended up leaving right before dinner arrived.

B with Aunt Monica

B with Aunt Monica

The rest of the evening was peaceful in comparison to the earlier part of the day.  Josh and I spent some time with B before we decided to send him to the nursery for the night.  While I’d had a chance to nap, Josh really hadn’t, so we both decided to try and get a good night’s sleep after a very busy day.

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