No, that is not all me...lol... this is the hose gown...
Next the nurse attempted to put in my IV. Being that she was the head nurse I would have thought she would have been able to do just fine, but she ended up sticking the needle half in and half out of my vein causing the surrounding tissues to build with fluid. Finally my anesthesiologist came in to talk to me, saw the problem and reinserted my IV into my hand. It was much more comfortable there.
This is the bruise left behind after the swelling of the fluid in my arm tissue went down:
I asked him while I had the chance (even though I had been told time and time again, no) if my mom could be present during my spinal. Without hesitation he said sure and I was elated because the impending doom of the spinal was forefront in my mind. Meanwhile while I have mini anxiety attacks imagining the huge needles, they are still poking and prodding me, testing my blood sugars, cleaning and shaving the area where the incision will be. I am so happy my mom was able to be there because I would have been freaking out already if she hadn't been there. I couldn't help but shed a few helpless, exhausted and nervous tears if though she was there, so her absence would have been horrific.
Finally the time came to go into the operating room. Dun dun dun dun. They were still putting the table together when we walked in so I stood there in my fashionable
From my mom's point of view, she said that above all the doctors masks all she could see were their eyes and none of them seemed to understand what was going on. She said she watched as needle after needle was attempted and set aside on a tray. I had thought there were only 5 numbing attempts and 5 spinal attempts but from what my mom says there were many more. I must have blocked them out or felt so numb, I didn't notice. Finally, with the largest gauge needle (the one he said had the most potential for the side effects of a spinal headache) the anesthesiologist was able to place the spinal. This is the aftermath of so many shots.
Immediately my bottom began to to feel warm and tingly, my legs did too and soon everything from my chest down was warm and heavy and tingly. I couldn't feel my chest cavity to breathe so I had to concentrate heavily on deep slow breaths. They tested the effects of the spinal and began the surgery. My mom sat at my head and we talked and she tried to comfort me as I was still having mini anxiety attacks from not being able to feel my own breathing. Then they announced that Breezy would be born soon and my mom took a couple pictures
and went to stand with the pediatric nurse while they cleaned and did all they needed to do with her. In the end it was fairly anti climatic in lue of all that had just happened prior but I was ecstatic that my baby girl was born. I cried and then promptly fell asleep under the influence of the heavy anesthesia.