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!
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