December 26, 2013
The best day of my entire life! However, it didn't start out so grand! Around 2am I woke up with what I thought was indigestion and some sort of stomach bug. I was up and down from the bed to the bathroom several times and felt like I couldn't breathe, eventually the pain just got out of hand and I couldn't handle it any longer. The worst pain was exactly where the Dr and Nurses explained it would be if I had preeclampsia. (Under my right breast) We found out later that it was my liver swelling. I woke up Daniel told him I couldn't take it anymore and that something was wrong. He jumped up took my blood pressure (212/120) and attempted to calm me down once I saw that number! I didn't even have the strength to get dressed, Daniel threw my robe over me and got me in the car. After running several red lights and passing a couple police officers at a high rate of speed we made it to the hospital, parked in the emergency lane backwards! I was put in a wheelchair and taken up to Labor and Delivery (after puking all over the elevator and myself!) After several failed attempts to get an IV in my arms and many blown veins they attempted to get my blood pressure under control with LOTS of meds. Nothing seemed to be working, my blood pressure was actually getting worse! (220/180) Dr. Bain eventually made an appearance and made sure to point out she didn't want to send us home, and this was exactly the reason.. I don't think I responded to her statement, however I made sure to let her know (and everyone else) that I couldn't breathe and to PLEASE make the pain stop. I also felt like I was ON FIRE from the magnesium they had me on but I didn't care I just wanted the pain to go away. Eventually I passed out for a few brief minutes and woke up with extreme pain in my back and my lower abdomen. The nurses touched my belly and I screamed out in pain. They immediately ran to get the doctor whom came in and AGAIN touched my abdomen and I AGAIN screamed in extreme pain. At that moment I recall Dr Bain whispering "We can't wait any longer, I'm taking her.) From this point on things get quite fuzzy. Daniel was instructed to wash up and change into some scrubs and I'm freaking out wanting my Mommy! (It's pretty funny to me now but shheesh I was so so scared!) After a few minutes passed I was being wheeled to the OR and Daniel was having to wait outside while they got me ready. After 3 failed spinal block attempts they finally had me numb and got to cutting! At this point Daniel was still not in the room and I was not a happy camper! He was brought in immediately and all I remember after that was the Anesthesiologist telling me what was going on and when I was going to feel a bunch of pressure from them pushing the baby down. I'm pretty much out of it by now and hear the faintest little cry! I didn't comprehend that my baby girl had been born until Daniel said "Do you hear that?" and that's when the waterworks began! At 4:56am I heard her little cry and saw a quick zoom of a purple little baby run by me and a swarm of blue and green uniforms go after her. All I could do was stare in her direction hoping and waiting for a glimpse of my precious little girl! I asked constantly if she was ok and it took a while for me to get an answer. I understand they were trying to work on her but this Momma needed to know!! The NICU Neonatologist came over while they were putting me back together to let me know she would be transported to the NICU and that we would take her recovery day by day but that everything was going to be OK. I was so relieved but I still just wanted to see my baby girl! Right after that they brought her over and I gave her a kiss and told her I loved her! They put her in the transport incubator and off she went. After many tears were shed and I was wheeled to recovery Daniel headed to go check on Isabelle and I passed out. I was exhausted and I still wanted my Mommy, whom was on her way from Jacksonville. The rest of the day was a blur I was still on magnesium which I've had a lady compare it feeling as if you're on ACID which would explain why I barely remember anything after being wheeled to recovery!!
I am still very depressed about how everything had happened and how I did not get to enjoy the experience let alone REMEMBER all of it but I am so thankful for my baby girl. I love her so very much and would do it all over again!!
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