Like far out man...
Its early Saturday morning & Ive certainly been in a whirlwind since my last entry.
It went something like this...
Mark arrived looking like a bunch of nerves on Wednesday morning & was quickly taken to get himself gowned up. We had theatre staff visit & ask their 100 questions, we had the anaethatist come & talk to us, discuss my choices of spinal block or epidural...i decided to go with the spinal with a 'just in case' tube put in the epidural space for extra pain relief.
I didn't really want any morphine, it does weird things to me including the shakes, extreme itching & blister/coldsores.
But...when you are faced with getting your gizzards cut out, then the most powerful drug seems to be the best option.
They then came to get us & we made the walk from maternity to theatre, no stopping, no detours, just straight in. Woah!!! Talk about surreal! Theatre didn't look as I had remembered it, they changed it around a bit which was a little off putting. One thing that stays the same is it's freezing in there, so glad they bought me a heated blanket. Shiver shiver!!!
The anaethatist did his thing & actually did it really well...talking to me the whole time about what he was doing & how it was going to feel, all the while checking how i was doing. Sweet man really, was glad I had him on the job.
That feeling of laying down after those needles go in your back is a weird one. THEN of course they tilt the bed so that it all works evenly. Yuk...not a sensation I really enjoy even though they assured me i wouldn't fall off!
So there we are...in theatre, prepped, ready, waiting...waiting...
I felt them paint that orange stuff all over me, as well as put the catheter in, but neither were unpleasant...I just knew what they were doing.
So....where is my OB??? Hmmmmmmm....bit difficult to have a baby without him there to do his thing. He was only a couple of minutes late but at the time it felt like an eternity.
He doesn't disappoint either....
'Hi Matey, how's it going? Thought I'd try & get rid of my hangover by having a couple of beers before theatre but it didn't work'! Ha ha... He's a funny guy!
I replied with ... 'That's ok, I smoked a joint earlier to calm my nerves & it didn't work either'! That got a laugh! ;)
So...we're down to business & Mark is standing up watching the whole thing! I couldn't do anything except lay there & stare at him & watch for his reactions. Was pretty cool actually, he had this look of amazement & awe & wonder. I wish i could have seen what he was seeing... But he did a pretty good job of commentating it.
Ross cut out my scar tissue from my last 2 babies...& of course held it up for me to have a look offering to fry it up for me. Lol. What a dag!
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
11th May 2011
Today is THE day!
Been awaken since 5am. I'm showered, ready to go...kinda!
OB has been in to see me. He walks in & says... 'Morning Mate...ready for the chopping block?'
How can you answer that besides laugh? I guess that's his intention.
He has assured me that we have to go with the flow this morning, but to be confident that we have professionals who know what they are doing who do this day in & day out...we are in good hands.
I'd like to say I'm feeling calm, but I'm not, I'm a big bunch of nervy nerves & this waiting part I think is the worst!!!
Mark has just arrived (on time) & doesn't look like he's had any more sleep than me. I think I got about 4 solid hours after being awake for over 40. No doubt I shall enter zombie land later on!
I think that's about it for this morning. Hopefully this waiting time will go by fast. It's 7:40am... Not long now...
See you on the flip side....
Been awaken since 5am. I'm showered, ready to go...kinda!
OB has been in to see me. He walks in & says... 'Morning Mate...ready for the chopping block?'
How can you answer that besides laugh? I guess that's his intention.
He has assured me that we have to go with the flow this morning, but to be confident that we have professionals who know what they are doing who do this day in & day out...we are in good hands.
I'd like to say I'm feeling calm, but I'm not, I'm a big bunch of nervy nerves & this waiting part I think is the worst!!!
Mark has just arrived (on time) & doesn't look like he's had any more sleep than me. I think I got about 4 solid hours after being awake for over 40. No doubt I shall enter zombie land later on!
I think that's about it for this morning. Hopefully this waiting time will go by fast. It's 7:40am... Not long now...
See you on the flip side....
Monday, May 9, 2011
9th May 2011
Getting down to business...
I'm in hospital...& I'm not having any fun! But first things first...
I thought I'd spend the weekend relaxing & packing a few final things to bring to hospital, but I just couldn't do it! I was really lucky to have my sister Leah do my grocery shopping for me with the help of my beautiful boy Jake. Was such a relief not having to do that.
I washed, cleaned, organized, did the banking, cooked some meals, printed up schedules...you name it, I managed to do it all, anything but sit & do nothing except watch the clock.
I went to bed around 11pm when I was feeling quite sleepy & fell asleep really easily. Bonza!!! However, I was woken up at 3 am in a damn hypo! I really hate waking up to that feeling, it's frightening, exhausting & basically just a complete sleep wrecker!!!
I got myself my little bottle of magic & got my BSL up pretty quickly, but then of course my muscles were like jelly & I couldn't settle back down. I ended up sitting up watching the Movie 'Step Mom'. Great movie, but a bit of a tear jerker.
I dragged myself back to bed at 4:30am...dreading my alarm that was set for 6am...
6am..... Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep be.... Faaaaaaaaaaaaark!
Up, showered, dressed, breakfast, teeth, hair, mum & dad arrive, Julian wakes up, quick cuddle, try not to cry, zip up suitcase, leave instructions with Mum to get my 'under the weather' munchkin to the doctors, hugs & kisses for Riley, try not to cry, cuddle Jake, say goodbye, try not to cry again, get in the car & wham....my morning at home was gone & we were on our way...& I even managed to bring my nerves & anxiety with me!
I was actually ok once we got to the hospital, I was settled into my room straight away & we sat in there waiting for that dreaded first steroid injection. In comes the middie, jabs it in my leg & Holy Mother of God that freakin' hurt! And over about 5 minutes... It just got worse! That damn thing made my leg throb a deep burning throb for about an hour. I was soooooo looking forward to the next one in 12 hours!
Canular in, Endocrinologist was called & the middies had their instructions. 'Wait till BSL is on then rise & call me back. Took my levels about 4 hours to start to climb, but once they did, they went for it.
So now it's almost 11pm of my first night in here. I have since had my 2nd steroid injection... Which did NOT go well! Picture this: Jab! Oooops, hit a blood vessel...blooooooooooooooood....sorry (she says) new needle & new attempt done & it KILLED!!!! Soooooo bloody glad that is over!
So the hourly blood sugar readings are in full swing...I'm going to be ready for the next one & take my drip to the loo & empty my stressed out squished up bladder so I can curl up & hopefully get 45 minutes sleep before the next one is due.
I miss my boys. Mark went home & picked up Jake & Julian to bring them into see me for a little while, but Riley stayed with Grandma, he's got a cold & not feeling great. Hopefully I'll see him tomorrow.
For now...that's all the excitement up to this point. Tomorrow is a whole new day. Hopefully the night will not feel too long...
I'm in hospital...& I'm not having any fun! But first things first...
I thought I'd spend the weekend relaxing & packing a few final things to bring to hospital, but I just couldn't do it! I was really lucky to have my sister Leah do my grocery shopping for me with the help of my beautiful boy Jake. Was such a relief not having to do that.
I washed, cleaned, organized, did the banking, cooked some meals, printed up schedules...you name it, I managed to do it all, anything but sit & do nothing except watch the clock.
I went to bed around 11pm when I was feeling quite sleepy & fell asleep really easily. Bonza!!! However, I was woken up at 3 am in a damn hypo! I really hate waking up to that feeling, it's frightening, exhausting & basically just a complete sleep wrecker!!!
I got myself my little bottle of magic & got my BSL up pretty quickly, but then of course my muscles were like jelly & I couldn't settle back down. I ended up sitting up watching the Movie 'Step Mom'. Great movie, but a bit of a tear jerker.
I dragged myself back to bed at 4:30am...dreading my alarm that was set for 6am...
6am..... Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep be.... Faaaaaaaaaaaaark!
Up, showered, dressed, breakfast, teeth, hair, mum & dad arrive, Julian wakes up, quick cuddle, try not to cry, zip up suitcase, leave instructions with Mum to get my 'under the weather' munchkin to the doctors, hugs & kisses for Riley, try not to cry, cuddle Jake, say goodbye, try not to cry again, get in the car & wham....my morning at home was gone & we were on our way...& I even managed to bring my nerves & anxiety with me!
I was actually ok once we got to the hospital, I was settled into my room straight away & we sat in there waiting for that dreaded first steroid injection. In comes the middie, jabs it in my leg & Holy Mother of God that freakin' hurt! And over about 5 minutes... It just got worse! That damn thing made my leg throb a deep burning throb for about an hour. I was soooooo looking forward to the next one in 12 hours!
Canular in, Endocrinologist was called & the middies had their instructions. 'Wait till BSL is on then rise & call me back. Took my levels about 4 hours to start to climb, but once they did, they went for it.
So now it's almost 11pm of my first night in here. I have since had my 2nd steroid injection... Which did NOT go well! Picture this: Jab! Oooops, hit a blood vessel...blooooooooooooooood....sorry (she says) new needle & new attempt done & it KILLED!!!! Soooooo bloody glad that is over!
So the hourly blood sugar readings are in full swing...I'm going to be ready for the next one & take my drip to the loo & empty my stressed out squished up bladder so I can curl up & hopefully get 45 minutes sleep before the next one is due.
I miss my boys. Mark went home & picked up Jake & Julian to bring them into see me for a little while, but Riley stayed with Grandma, he's got a cold & not feeling great. Hopefully I'll see him tomorrow.
For now...that's all the excitement up to this point. Tomorrow is a whole new day. Hopefully the night will not feel too long...
Saturday, May 7, 2011
7th May 2011
Plans change...
Things certainly change quickly when you are in the business of making babies!
My OB has said he doesn't like the results of the ultrasound on Wednesday & instead of going for another scan this Wednesday coming, he has decided to deliver the baby.
However it's not all as simple as just going in & having a baby.
He sent me back for another CTG on Friday & with some strict instructions to then go home for the weekend & rest up! No partying, no misbehaving!
Monday I'm being admitted for two days of steroids & of course because I have Gestational Diabetes I have to go onto an insulin infusion drip & have my blood sugar level tested every hour for two days...ugh! Soooooo not looking forward to that!
But Wednesday is THE day! We are booked in for a c-section on Wednesday morning @ 9am. I'll be 37 weeks pregnant.
I can't quite wrap my head around it all & of course there's that awful feeling in my gut of why is the baby so small? What the hell is going on. I guess we wont know until the baby is delivered. It feels surreal. It feels scary. It feels still...out of my control!
I spent the day making sure my little family are all organized & prepared for me being gone for a week or more. There's seemed to be lots of little things to do...but think they are now all done.
Tomorrow is my last day at home..Mothers Day! How cool is that? I'm looking forward to it & just chilling out while I pack the rest of my things...including some over night things for Mark so he can stay in hospital with me & our newest munchkin on Wednesday night.
Not much else to say on the matter really. I'm feeling excited, but at the same time I'm uber anxious, super nervous & a lot scared. I wish I knew everything was going to be ok so I could just chill out for the 2 days in hospital before the big day, it's soooo going to drag!
Stay tuned....
Things certainly change quickly when you are in the business of making babies!
My OB has said he doesn't like the results of the ultrasound on Wednesday & instead of going for another scan this Wednesday coming, he has decided to deliver the baby.
However it's not all as simple as just going in & having a baby.
He sent me back for another CTG on Friday & with some strict instructions to then go home for the weekend & rest up! No partying, no misbehaving!
Monday I'm being admitted for two days of steroids & of course because I have Gestational Diabetes I have to go onto an insulin infusion drip & have my blood sugar level tested every hour for two days...ugh! Soooooo not looking forward to that!
But Wednesday is THE day! We are booked in for a c-section on Wednesday morning @ 9am. I'll be 37 weeks pregnant.
I can't quite wrap my head around it all & of course there's that awful feeling in my gut of why is the baby so small? What the hell is going on. I guess we wont know until the baby is delivered. It feels surreal. It feels scary. It feels still...out of my control!
I spent the day making sure my little family are all organized & prepared for me being gone for a week or more. There's seemed to be lots of little things to do...but think they are now all done.
Tomorrow is my last day at home..Mothers Day! How cool is that? I'm looking forward to it & just chilling out while I pack the rest of my things...including some over night things for Mark so he can stay in hospital with me & our newest munchkin on Wednesday night.
Not much else to say on the matter really. I'm feeling excited, but at the same time I'm uber anxious, super nervous & a lot scared. I wish I knew everything was going to be ok so I could just chill out for the 2 days in hospital before the big day, it's soooo going to drag!
Stay tuned....
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
4th May 2011
Big Day
We've made it passed the 36 week mark & I couldn't be happier...especially when you consider we thought this little one was going to be born at 32 weeks. Feels good to have got it this far!
Mark & I had an early start to our day with Mum & Dad arriving at 7am to look after Julian & then take Jake & Riley to school. We had to leave shortly after that to make our 8:15am OB appointment after getting through the early morning peak hour traffic. As it was we beat Ross there, he was off dong an emergency c/s.
Our appointment went well. He was happy with my BSL readings, blood pressure was good, weight gain was good, wee sample good etc etc. Up onto the bed I go & he does his little poke & prod before doing a quick scan to check baby's heartbeat, breathing pattern & amniotic fluid.
Then come the words....
'We still have a small bub here...what time is your growth & well being scan?'
With an hour & a half in between appointments he decided he wanted us to head down to labour ward & have a CTG done...& it was sometthing we had to do twice a week till the baby is born. So...we did!
The CTG went well & our little bubba was doing everything right. Lots of movement, great heart rate etc etc. Off to the Growth & Well Being scan we go...woot! We were soooo looking forward to seeing a little face...with chubby cheeks & even some funny face expressions.
NO SUCH LUCK!!!
Our little munchkin turned 'away' from the sonographer...hiding, not budging, being cheeky & shock horror...STUBBORN! No sneak peak for us today. Bummer!
However everything else was able to be seen. Measurments were taken & a report was typed up & even the head Sonographer got a phone call. Why? Our little cherub is measuring around 3 weeks behind. All measurments were in the 5th percentile. They estimated the baby is 4lbs 13oz....just too small!
Talk about a kick in the guts! Mark held my hand as the sonographer checked & measured & rechecked & remeasured. She has advised us that she was sending the report to Ross & that we
needed to come back next Wednesday for another Growth & Well Being scan.
I don't know what this means. I feel like we've been left hanging in the balance of everything is ok & no everything is not! I don't know if we will hear from Ross before our next appointment with him next Wednesday or what the go is. I just have no idea.
After already having boys that were born at 8lbs 6oz, 7lbs 14oz & 9lbs...this news has shaken me, I don't even know what to do with my own thoughts.
I'm finding it uber difficult to even talk about it with anyone. I'm sure things will feel better when we have some more info, but for now I'm feeling a bit helpless, emotional, worried & totally NOT in control of the situation...which I HATE!
It's going to be an interesting week ahead of us...but for now it's time to focus on something else...like Faaaaaaaaaaark....do we even have clothes small enough????
We've made it passed the 36 week mark & I couldn't be happier...especially when you consider we thought this little one was going to be born at 32 weeks. Feels good to have got it this far!
Mark & I had an early start to our day with Mum & Dad arriving at 7am to look after Julian & then take Jake & Riley to school. We had to leave shortly after that to make our 8:15am OB appointment after getting through the early morning peak hour traffic. As it was we beat Ross there, he was off dong an emergency c/s.
Our appointment went well. He was happy with my BSL readings, blood pressure was good, weight gain was good, wee sample good etc etc. Up onto the bed I go & he does his little poke & prod before doing a quick scan to check baby's heartbeat, breathing pattern & amniotic fluid.
Then come the words....
'We still have a small bub here...what time is your growth & well being scan?'
With an hour & a half in between appointments he decided he wanted us to head down to labour ward & have a CTG done...& it was sometthing we had to do twice a week till the baby is born. So...we did!
The CTG went well & our little bubba was doing everything right. Lots of movement, great heart rate etc etc. Off to the Growth & Well Being scan we go...woot! We were soooo looking forward to seeing a little face...with chubby cheeks & even some funny face expressions.
NO SUCH LUCK!!!
Our little munchkin turned 'away' from the sonographer...hiding, not budging, being cheeky & shock horror...STUBBORN! No sneak peak for us today. Bummer!
However everything else was able to be seen. Measurments were taken & a report was typed up & even the head Sonographer got a phone call. Why? Our little cherub is measuring around 3 weeks behind. All measurments were in the 5th percentile. They estimated the baby is 4lbs 13oz....just too small!
Talk about a kick in the guts! Mark held my hand as the sonographer checked & measured & rechecked & remeasured. She has advised us that she was sending the report to Ross & that we
needed to come back next Wednesday for another Growth & Well Being scan.
I don't know what this means. I feel like we've been left hanging in the balance of everything is ok & no everything is not! I don't know if we will hear from Ross before our next appointment with him next Wednesday or what the go is. I just have no idea.
After already having boys that were born at 8lbs 6oz, 7lbs 14oz & 9lbs...this news has shaken me, I don't even know what to do with my own thoughts.
I'm finding it uber difficult to even talk about it with anyone. I'm sure things will feel better when we have some more info, but for now I'm feeling a bit helpless, emotional, worried & totally NOT in control of the situation...which I HATE!
It's going to be an interesting week ahead of us...but for now it's time to focus on something else...like Faaaaaaaaaaark....do we even have clothes small enough????
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